i just turned barefoot contessa into a drinking game. everytime she uses a knife butter or salt i drink.
No. I still stand by my previous statement that nachos and tequila is the breakfast of champions.
know what turns me on? long, stringy hair on a pasty looking girl with an overstuffed backpack and kneepads over her jeans in case she falls off her scooter
your less of a man for seeing that
Her sex list was a LOT longer than mine. She tried to justify it by saying '4 of those don't count because they were in the gang bang'.
I walked into cold stone and the guy started preparing a supersized birthday cake remix for "Mrs. Munchies"
wasted. watching meteors, awesome idea i ever had, see 2 for every 1 with ma double vision
he farted when he came. not the best ending to my day.
Does he know anything about your personal life besides what you look like without clothes on?
Hey man thanks for carrying me in and out of that frat house. There's no I in team.
There's not an emojicons for I think I ripped my asshole and want to die.
No hurry on coming over. My body currently wants everything on the inside to be on the outside. But really. Don't hurry.
Nothing says thanksgiving like acid flashbacks
I'm convinced that the Christmas lights in my room contributed to the great sex.
Dude, my back STILL hurts from carrying the team on BP last night.
I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU STUCK YOUR DICK IN CRAZY!
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