Then you jumped off your bed with your arms outstretched, yelled "I'm Goliath, watch out New York!" and then began singing the Gargoyles theme song as you 'soared' around your room.
Don't be ridiculous, the Gargoyles theme song has no words. How could I sing that mess?
You just started going "da da da da da! da da da da da! DA DA!!" then going "swoosh" as you glided about.
yeah she was being a bitch. do you remember me stealing ryan cabrerra's beer?!?!
i think my mom would be mad if i was pregnant. last time i was she grounded me for a week.
I'm thinking of writing "I have herpes" on my stomach in sharpie that way I'm not tempted to show my tits tonight
I may have been hammered and in a wheelchair but I definitely remember asking the hospital reseptionist to marry me
It was some time between the gurgles of her blowing me to us throwing up in the same bucket afterwards that I realized we would be doing this a lot.
He's only a little bit crosseyed.
I think this is one situation where "a little bit" doesn't mean much.
i'm out of college. that means no more sex on a twin bed. ever. i don't care how big his dick was. i'm classy like that.
She is crazy, dude. She actually bit me on the gootch.
thought the power was flickering out but it turns out im just blinking
Oh! You were the one walking around cradling the bottle of Fireball all night!
if a CSI technician examined our hotel room with a black light he'd think we hit the Pulse button a DNA blender without a lid
Dude I woke up with a handprint shaped bruise on my ass, a pong ball in my cleavage, and somebody else's gold chain around my neck. Who's house am I in?
You know what i hate? I hate when the ppl you drunkenly made out with actually want to talk to you sober. It just doesn't work that way sir.
You're like a care bear with a big cock & a sexual prowess that would put the mighty Thor to shame.
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