y-o-u-r-e = you are, y-o-u-r = your. you are a bag of douche not your bag of douche. if you're going to insult me at least do it in proper english. that is all.
We had to introduce ourselves in ethics class. This guy stood up said I'm mark, I love sluts and Jack. Then just sat back down. Hero status.
i just remembered the time you guys tried to give me an intervention because i was drunk before 5 on a monday
She is just riding on my slutty coat tails.
His bootycalls folder in his contacts are divided into regions, we should have all become airline pilots.
Just a heads up, the coffee pot is filled with Jager.
its 4am. im standing over him in my bed eating chinese food, on the phone with dan trying to convince him to break up with his gf. whoredom.
Irrelevant. Does he have queso? That's the real question.
did you see me getting spanked by that lady cop who was a guy?
I dont' remember leaving St. Cloud, getting home, or apparently directing traffic in the middle of the fucking street while black out drunk.
Like I owe him sex. Hell fucking no. I owe myself sex. With a celebrity. Or a clean pornstar. Who knows.
Just laying in bed, snuggling my cat, and pondering whether I'd like to attend a swingers party this evening...
The cops asked Ben if he was drunk and he slurred "I'm man enough to admit that I am" with a southern draw
Ahhh, beer. My second favorite breakfast drink.
Of course he’s dumb. He’s got a 9 inch dick! There’s not enough blood in his body for a big dick and a big brain. It’s science
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