i voted for prop eight dipshit. more weddings = more CAKE.
Writing a book: The Evolution of the Douche Bag: From Popped Collars to Ed Hardy Shirts. Doing research now.
Make sure you include chapters on white sunglasses, spray tans, and toxic amounts of hair gel.
do you think they ever dumped Gatorade over Michael Vick's head after his dog won?
Got to see someone fall down the stairs while holding hot coffee and a folder full of papers. Best Monday ever.
He spent the whole night convincing me I wasn't fat, but after we had sex he said "Oh, I see what you mean"
I'm scared at the amount of beastiality in this conversation.
So. She dumped me today.
Well, maybe you shouldn't have referred to going down on her as "Dumpster-Diving".
Like some sort of pot growing robin hood.
begin the sex magic rocket ship countdown
I found my hair extensions. They were in my hamper.
I'm like still hungover from the quinceanera.
Can we go to the gas station to get cigarettes before we get drunk. It's hard enough to say Marlboro sober.
I'm not sure how to explain it, but I feel like our penises have a connection. Like long lost brothers. We're not even gay.
He can kiss the multicultural 3 some goodbye
He asked me to come stay with him so he could "see that ass and watch Harry Potter."
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