Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
I dont understand how a fully grown man could convince himself that lime green crocks would look good on him.
Baton twirling is one of his activities on facebook.
Also he is "an Ohio stae gran champion twirler". You cannot tell me he's straight
I am at a striph cluv. They are ovealls everywhere. I have hot rock botto.
I woke up with the wrong plaid-shirted guy in my bed.
I positioned my bed perfectly so around 10 a.m. every morning there are rays of sunshine coming through the window in my room. Now i can tan while PTFO.
You made eat vitamins until I threw up
he tried to catch his projectile vomit...then went back to beer pong
I have now added draft and wells specials that different bars have to my blackberry calendar.. Help me.
Well you just missed the ten chi o pledges singing la bamba at our doorstep.
I'm gonna drop in for a zip later man. It made me wanna eat my girls shampoo. Good shit
Congratulations on your lack of fetus.
It's like the hunger games, but we're gonna bone each other instead of kill each other
after the ketamine those signs on the bathroom door had little meaning to us
Well, for starters, you were growling and slurping beer from a puddle on the carpet. Let's all hope that was beer...
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