I think misery doesn't even think of me as company anymore. I'm an unofficial roommate.
his mom and I have the same butterfly tramp stamp. don't ask how that came up
ok so hold on... from what i hear... thank you... i'm sorry... and your welcome.
i am positive it's ok to drink. it's just pieces of the plastic knife i forgot was in the blender.
no. 1 rule of bromania: no females
I just saw a commercial for God of War and heard the nickname he gave my vagina.
I blew him while watching the aristocats. There were singing cats in the background. I think he he hummed along at one point.
Going to the beach. Greeting Sandy with a blunt. Wish us luck!
Well she started to strip and when she slung her hair at me, she painted my face with sweat. A LOT OF SWEAT. It was a weird boner.
I think I'm a wingman for every guy who bangs a girl I scarred in highschool.
I Have a huge scrape on my knee and I need a better excuse than dry humping on a park bench...
the best part of christmas was when my mom opened the handcuffs that were supposed to be for jen. Surprisingly, not the most awkward situation of the day.
This guy is like Don Jon! Im over here this weekend and at least four times I've heard porn on his phone thru the bathroom door.
So I've decided that blue balls for lesbians is rainbow balls and the struggle is real
So much for no-infidelity-fridays....
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