Goodnight my chunky, little, marshmallow muncher
I just spent the last hour reading customer reviews on amazon.com for the book "it hurts when I poop." Send help.
what is with people arguing over soda or pop? to be honest i thought it was just called chaser
Just when I think I'm the one with the problem, I get home for the holidays and the family shows me what alcoholism is really about
I fatbooth all their pics then decide which one is the cutest even if they gained like 400 lbs and then proceed to fuck him.
I left boob prints on the hood of his car. Something to remember me by.
It's sad that your definition of adulthood entails banging your boss after getting hammered at happy hour, and putting the tab on the company credit card.
Just walk straight and zig zag through cars tell you get to the road. That's where I am. Perpendicular to the doors do not make any turns
Dude i don't know we had to beg the bouncer to let us in because you were bleeding everywhere and he saw you run into a dumpster
I wonder if her husband knows I have my own drawer at the apartment
I woke up in an empty bathtub with the wrong brother
Aparently i was the only guy at her parents bbq throwing up in the pool so Im the asshole right...
Oh if we have sex in public no one will frown upon it. They will stand and cheer for it
I'm on the toilet with no toilet paper. When are you coming over? I'm contemplating on just staying here until you arrive.
As we have told you before, the first rule of hook-up bingo is we don't talk about hook-up bingo