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you're like the ceasar milan of boners... you understand them on a different level.
How did you manage that?
Told her it wasn't GENITAL herpes... just ORAL herpes... on my penis
lol... jersey girls rock
Where are I am going home with Ryan
I don't know who this or Ryan is but it is probably too late to talk you out of it
So, I just sold my textbook to have money for Plan B.
I'm hard boiling eggs, drinking rum, and talking to my 8 year old brother about the 10's times tables. This is what thursday is all about.
I may be in pain from falling off the roof but getting to the morning roof keg was well worth it.
I am solely responsible for the birth of their child. I mean, I did push them into the room and hold the door shut yelling "punch that kitty!". It has to be a sign.
When I start puking tomorrow, just let me be. it'll start around 8:35. just let me heave. i love this part of my morning.
I hope the walls stop moving before my manager notices that i'm still drunk.
You'd be surprised at the stuff my vagina tells my brain to say
I'm figuring, since someone shoved pizza crust in my ear last night, there might be some leftover pizza.
If he shows up in a "mount n dew" me shirt im throwing him to the lesbians
I'll be there in spirit. Right there in your vagina.
I just want to be naked all the time but not in a sexual, come-hither and look at my ass sort of way. In a slightly chubby yet not ashamed way as I eat Taco Bell and lay on soft fuzzy blankets.
I'm running on jager fumes right now. It's like I put diesel in a prius and said fuck it.
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