I want to do you till i cant cum anymore. Till all i get is a little flag that says "bang".
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
i just identified you from a description of your pipe
you yelled "you will never make love to jesus" and then ran into the tv.
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
I went back up to the apartment to get her phone and when I came back she was peeing on the sidewalk
What do you think it is?
It's a boy. I know it. She always manages to have a cock inside her somehow.
Their car went through the first bag of wine on the drive up...clearly 6 bags was not enough.
You left your underwear here. I'm hanging it on my door
Honestly bro, I can't look at girls you've banged. Its like looking herpes in the face.
If he can forgive your lousy blowjobs, you can ignore his terrible driving.
Glad I can drunkenly remember to not get tomatoes on my Mexican pizza but can't tell a guy to keep his hands off my ass
too bad we didn't bet. my 38-1 tears would have made great lubrication for a blow job.
people need to understand when I say I don't want to drink anymore that doesn't mean tempt me with another bottle of Jose Cuervo.
Nah, we’re just sitting around talking about different kinds of boners
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