For a day that started with shitting my pants, things turned out fairly well.
somehow I got talked into dressing up like a hot dog, spinning around ten times, and shooting lay ups in front of thousands of students
she has her graduation year in her skype name, it's like a constant reminder that she's jail bait.
I want a coyote to ride back and forth to the bathroom because walking is getting old
I'll still trying to understand the context of your "punch her with my cock" comment.
Jen's arm is stuck between a wall and her bed. She's naked and needs someone to go help her.
I WAS JUST SITTING HERE BEING SNIFFED BY ODD WOMEN FOR A SOLID 5 MINUTES. My face was a twist of utter fear and confusion...
Just out of curiosity. Did you wait until my fb picture was well liked by others before liking it so people won't know we're fucking?
I just peed on a rich man's lawn fuck yeah America
I'm fucking blazing boy. 5hr weed sauce kicked in and my entire face feels like an 8ball of gold bond flying down a mountain of Fresh powder. Just gliding.
I just used Bacardi to dry out poison ivy.
I'm over being sad. I'm now onto thinking about all the ways in which he is a total fuckwaste
I also told the bartender he probably had a beautiful spleen
Where are you? Where am I? Why am I so red?
Spencer just told me I got home and was opening beers with my teeth and trying to make pot butter
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