found the other keg... it's in the tree
also, did you notice that when he quoted your email he used MLA format?
We're upstairs smoking....the password is pineapple
Whatever. I'll let someone else deal with his flacid penis.
Every time I hit my bowl my neighbors set off fireworks... I stop, they stop. I start again, they start again. Too high for this.
He wanted a handjob during a John Wayne movie. I just couldn't find it in my heart to disrespect that man. John Wayne that is.
the beer staff turned into a beer spear way to quickly
I was taking a bath and he burst in, sat down and started taking a shit. RIGHT BESIDE ME. My lack of privacy astounds me.
All you need to do now is invest in a Speedo and start going door to door.
However today I got my lube that might I add was dripping out of the box. I'd like to think my mailman was mixing business with pleasure.
THERE IS AN ENORMOUS FAT WOMAN EYEING MY FLIGHT'S GATE LIKE IT WOULD BE DELICIOUS TO EAT.
my drivers license is super glued to my shoulder and im to hung over to get it off come and help me
Don't I can pass these orgasm blushes off as sunburn for much longer...
I just had to pick up my "let's drink and make bad choices" hat, my banana suit and beer pong table from work. Until just then I couldn't figure out why I got fired.
Like pizza and mermaids make up about 1/3 of my thoughts on the weekends.
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