Hey sorry about saying i hated you. it was the coke and the ice cream.
got them to do a wheelbarrow of shame down the sidewalk after the threesome. I rule
I learned nothing from that class except drinking and chemistry go together great.
theres always time to masturbate. my grandpa taught me that.
Dude... Hand job in the lake... It was as weird as it sounds.
It's never too late to be topless.
Either I'm spending too much time drinking or my perfume is starting to smell like a pineapple vodka.
It's a lightpost hitting you in the head. Of course it's going to hurt the day after.
Jello bowls to the fucking face, that or ramen spiked with liq. Those are the only options in this house.
Yeah I mean its Vermont, not like id be the first guy to trade pharmaceutical services for beer
you know you have a brother who cares when he hands you a piece of pizza before you pass out from too many bong hits
That's like.....u just dangled a sex carrot in front of me then took it away!
He could only go twice. I need a guy with more stamina and is less married
why are there 3 differently sized panties on our kitchen counter?
These business classes have improved my drug business ten fold
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