Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
This is the kind of period I feel I should name out of respect to the fact I might have just gotten lucky this time.....
Shit sorry. Maybe I wont give you this sweet ass fanny pack I found in my parents attic
I also tried to drunkenly adopt a kitten last night. It didn't pan out.
Dorm room. In. Elevator. Fell in. Boom. Puke
I take your lack of response to mean that your hands are taped to 40 ounces of something.
i'm sad. The beetle crawled away. I was only trying to get him stoned.
That's all? I'm a pro at gay chicken. I'll touch his dick, I have no problem with that.
I just found a piece of glass in my ear from Saturday.
Note to self... Do not stick your head in a can of paint and try to paint the walls green with your hair
It's really not cool dreaming about going into labor with your ex boyfriends love child as you're sleeping next to him.
It was so cute that he apologized for getting cum on my couch. If he realized how many guys had cum on that couch in the past year, he wouldn't have touched my vagina with a 10-ft pole.
I woke up to him peeing by our bedroom door. I yelled at him to go to the bathroom and he just kept peeing while he walked there. This is a new low.
Google imaged your anal issues. Seems fuckable still.
Of course I'm watching space shows while stoned on the science channel. Why would I want to learn while not baked out of my skull?
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