I know it may not be fiscally responsible to pregame fifty cent night, but I'm gonna go ahead and do it anyway.
she's using the space heater to try to heat up a pop-tart...
i think i have weasels eating my brain. Also there is a skeleton staring at me from the back of the bathroom door. it's an awkward vomit. come find me please
Congratulations, you have helped solved the mysterious disapperance of Dani's phone which was found in the munchies cabinet next to the oreos. Your reward is star power as well as a fat ass bowl of Nebula. You may proceed through the wardrobe and into Narnia for your prize.
I should also mention that having been a sheltered child, I am conditioned to have serious kinks and find upper bodies of either sex attractive. And legs.
So we'll go out later for condoms and cake batter... aka grocery shopping for champions.
i gave up on the vacation being fun the night i ate all the marshamallows out of the lucky charms while everyone else was having sex in the condo
Is the Chairman of the College Republicans throwing upon your toilet right now? 'Murica!
We're going to ride the bus of mixed signals all the way to unrequited love town and that's where I'm going to live my life and then die.
Not sure if buying Twisted Teas for the alcoholics posted up outside the gas station counts as paying it forward but I am optimistic.
If you ever tell anyone I offered you boob squeezes for cheetos, I'll kill you
I just lived through a real life episode of jersey shore.
We were high and the scary movies were scaring us too bad. Were all watching porn instead now
If I ever say "I'm never drinking again" just hand me a bottle of jack. I'll snap out of it.
It's not just going to appear. A lot of blood, sweat, tears, and leg work went into finding a cock that amazing!
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