It's what's on the inside that counts(972): They probably have big open vaginas so the inside is no good
I just saw a Puerto Rican child between the ages of 8 and 11 with a faint mustache talking very loudly on the bluetooth in his ear about how "Skittles are played the fuck out"
the last thing i remember is you screaming lets hunt humans.
There was a punch bowl full of straight vodka. Glass bowl, ladle, vodka, and no punch at all. It was something of a rough night
He made me leave when I challenged "all you bitches" to a game of strip taboo.
I will be your sherpa up the mountain of gayness
After i finished him. He goes "youre a champion"... Then whispers "forever"
I will keep you posted and someday if we daydrink teach you how to do a footjob
Well anyways I still cant believe I don't remember such a monumental day in history as you showing me your boobs... Jesus
There's a website where you can order a pile of horse shit to be dropped on a persons doorstep. So that's another option.
We power houred with shots of red wine. Somehow we ended up with 7 bottles and lost Chris. Trying to find him this hungover is proving very unsuccessful.
you should probably call the Bronx Zoo in the morning to formally apologize
its the right thing to do
As a side note, can you ask the maintenance staff not to drag their balls on our stairwell handrails. Please.
His junk had piercings everywhere. The dick and balls. It was a fucking pirate penis.
I almost suffocated in that mask but she kept calling me Jeremy so I kept it on.
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