id be glad to
i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
You two kept repeating the same thing over and over. It was like looking after retarded pull-string dolls.
I know you claim to have a large penis but I do not believe in what i cannot see. Sort of like god.
My bed is full of blood and feathers
i think i broke my dog last night...fuck
And I just found out I called my debit card a fast food passport so I dont deserve to live
He literally cocked blocked all the dudes that tried to talk to the girls he was with, and they all loved him.
Same guy who tossed the brunet over his shoulder as they left screaming "Bring me my lucky shovel!"
Yes sir I did. I'll be there with a guest. And no, my date won't be an escort.
Well if that changes tell the escort to bring cocaine.
It's nice out. . But after I almost put a bag of chips in the microwave to make nachos. ..I figured it best to not venture too far from the couch
I just kept thinking.. Holy shit. We're fucking in my front yard.
but if we have a President Trump come Tuesday, I might throw myself off the Walt Whitman Bridge so Thursday might not work for me after all.
Also, you think turning 23 is bad, I just ran into the guy that gave my chlymidia
Thanks for wearing matching bob ross shirts to the bar with me and referring to every guy as a happy little accident
That was before I lit my hair on fire
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