For real. Like, if I ever had to choose a last meal, I would just choose to get high and eat whatever was around.
Its where this guy sticks a jar up his ass. Be prepared to be suspended between vomiting and cheering.
its officail im naming my first born child brickbreaker
yeah the little voice in my head screaming YOU NEED TO GET LAID eventually grew legs and started kicking me so to avoid brain damage i had to fuck him
I would feel bad that's he's locked out naked, but the world should really see that.
I may or may not have had sex last night then sent him home on a bike with two flats
Repeat. Dildo on the ceiling, confiscated potato shooter, and bottle of yegger. Repeat. Ceiling dildo and yegger.
I realized I was totally the dude in that hook up. I came first and didn't wanna help him finish. And he had paisley sheets.
How do I tell her I need the lights out when I'm getting head because she and my mom share a perm color
alright. I just need to set some ground rules, no lighting me on fire, and no broken bones. fair?
We've only been here for 15 hours and our names are already on 2 separate police reports. We've also been given our "final warning" by the cops and hotel management.
bro i dont care how hot she was, you try keeping it up with the amount of puppet he had in her room, it was like fucking in jeff dunham's house
I would agree. Whose business is it if I like to guzzle vodka by the liter on my of time? Answer: mine.
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
You were drinking tequila through a straw.. and kept waving your arms at me and getting this intense stare down as you muttered something about jedi mind tricks.
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