all we need is a web designer
and a bunch of prostitutes
Best look from Detroit today: running across the street with your buttcheeks on display carrying a 40 oz. Or maybe being crazy-pregnant and screaming and slamming a pay phone. Toss up.
We should steal a little kid and go to Chucke Cheese
i just won an entire level on word mole with the word 'clitoris'
I think I could pass a breathalyzer. But with like a C.
Two questions: what are you doing RIGHT NOW? and do you know how to drive a golf cart?
Ha, I bet. You tipped the waitress like 10 bucks for a glass of water.
This is the most scared i've been of my hands since i did shrooms.
like seriously. this whole place is the shit. like i can move clouds. no other way to explain it but i can fucking move clouds.
He was bigger soft than my ex was hard. A gold medal rebound.
Just thought you should know I'm having a reunion tour of Athens this weekend. Minus the weird guy I was fucking last time.
Well we were going to compare notes, but all I could remember was throwing up, and all she could remember was kissing, so then we decided to not compare anything.
Is it weird that the best sex I've ever had was to Barbara Streisand's Christmas album?
Also, next time I go get a wax, I'm gonna ask the girl about the innie to outie ratio she sees on the daily.
I text the word "masturbation" so much, all it only takes my iPhone to auto-spell it is for me to type "mas".
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