this kid down the hall keeps banging on his drums...i feel like i'm living in jumanji
As my groomsman, I expect you to learn the Thriller dance with me before next September.
i dont think duct tape can fix my g spot
lets call myth busters
I almost caused an explosion; It's okay though. because everyone would have died having a good time.
Lost my key. Fell asleep on the doorstep and got woken up by host grandma poking me with a broom.
I would rather deep fry my own cock while it's still attached to me than have his life.
Printed off fake 'Producer' Sundance badges for us. Pretty sure they double as free passes for getting laid by 'actresses'. Testing this theory tonight.
We could be hammered at a childrens film. You failed me
and then we all passionately sang "what if god was one of us" until everyone passed out in the grass
you really need to remember next time not to write your name and phone number on the paper its wrapped in.
But what if it got lost?
its illegal. you dont want people to contact you if they find it.
ok I know you arent happy with the way we ended but paying someone to pass me an STD is TOTALLY FUCKED!!!
I'm sorry I lead life with my vagina.
There's a rash on my genitals that would like a word with you.
I'm definitely not mad. My best friend is dating my drug dealer, it's impossible to be mad.
Unless you want to see me masturbate, I think skype is a no go for now.
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