I just googled maps his house, and took the virtual tour back to my apartment, just so I could visualize the walk of shame in the morning
i just looked up and i was like omg ballsack and then i didnt know what to do
you guys are cousins why the FUCK are your pants off
It snowed today. The whore-inducing weather is official over.
It was one of those "since we're naked anyway" type situations
His health insurance plan WILL NOT cover Lasix surgery but it WILL cover 100% of a penis enlargment operation...
I made a tournament bracket for the girls that Im talking with.
And next time please put a text between discussing my orgasms and discussing your son - that was weird.
He kept coming back from the bar with hotter girls and just left with two...I feel like I just witnessed something amaZing. Like meeting Jesus and finding out he has no morals either
Worst case scenario: I have VD and will die. That's the worst that could happen. As long as I'm around long enough to see the winner of bachelor pad, I'm cool
when we went to bed he asked me to hold his penis so he knew i was there for him
I can now tell my grandchildren Central Park has really great spots for quickies...
stop calling me dude. finger blasting me officially kills you being able to call me dude.
Its a "sake bomb in the bathroom during class" kind of day.
I woke up to Elf. I don't know which one of you put that in my DVD player when I passed out but I appreciate you.
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