I think, one-on-one, Paul Rudd could be very threatening in like a REALLY good way.
was stoked on phone sex until he started reciting lines from star wars
he wanted to have sex on the little rocking chair but i was too high to figure out how to do that so we did it on the floor.
we got so high we spray painted his girlfriend's UGG boots. she's CRYING. it's hysterical.
Just found out I have to work new year's eve. It's like one final 'fuck you' from 2009.
he just started chanting dark meat! dark meat! out of no where.
She just took off her shirt and jumped in the kiddie pool. We're not leaving.
Just kicked a guy in his penis in order to win a dance contest on Bourbon....desperate.
Obviously he considers you not fucking him as fucking up. Thus making him fuck up. Based on this I believe he should be disqualified from the race to your vagina.
He just kept mumbling that he was too drunk for society and then he peed in a bush
Better safe and shitfaced than hungover and in need of another surgery.
I got high and had sex with reindeer antlers on. It was magical and animalistic. Tia the season.
Just test drove the kilt for Justin's wedding. NEVER. WEARING. PANTS. AGAIN.
He showed up on school grounds wearing nothing but a suit of armor. Really at this point I'm more impressed than angry.
when they cut me off i played the entire Justin Bieber playlist and left for another bar that didn't think i'd had enough to drink
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