It's not a real calculator it's a math calculator
so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
She wouldn't stop telling me the story of the penis and how she got laid.
We didn't go..parents came home with patron wanting to play drinking games --we asked no questions
low key just jizzed in a chinese food container
I took your shirt off for you after you threw up on yourself, read you the ugly duckling, and then tucked you in. you better fucking love me, jackass.
Talking about the game in the closet with a banana wearing sunglasses.
He just "revenge puked" on her kid. I think we'll be leaving soon.
I was about to smoke a bunch of weed and lay naked while I cried all day
I don't give a damn about what he wants to do with his life. Personalities are for pussies.
I like to imagine god has to get plastered to deal with the fact that he made you and me
it's ok, no one ever died fom being sticky.
i've gotta research that and get back to you.
For what it's worth, I didn't think that hitting you with a crowbar as hard as I did would break your arm like that. You should drink more milk.
I mean you're asking high Chelsea. I'd sell myself for a rice crispy
Someone threw up pink in the shower, there's a golf cart tipped over on the lawn and Cousin Brian is missing. What could Friday night throw at us?
Randomize
