we sang an acapella version of barbara ann to his voicemail...i'm not drinking again until tuesday.
I didn't black out, the guy in the Men In Black costume erased my memory
I'm proud of our boobs and what they could potentially achieve in life.
He gave her the shocker .. I didn't know people really did that.
He asked me to grab his balls and yell "thats a spicy meat-a-ball" Last time I do requests.
So i was told that i peed in the sink, had sex with a pillow and banged on a washer while singing idian chants
You kind of have a nervous, desperate thing going on that isn't exactly catnip for bitches
He drunk dialed me at 2am asking if he could put a baby in me.
I've shit my pants 4 times in 12 hours... Never trust a fart when u pass 30
Yeah, I'm just gonna try to repress that and remember him for his big dick and perfect jawline.
Hey, it's all about finding the bright side. And boobs are definitely a bright side.
I will pepper spray him so fast I don't even care
I'm touching everything in your apartment with my penis.
She was calling him Bob Saget and asking him to buy her shots....how do you think the night went?
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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