How much cunt could a cunt bag punch if a cunt bag could punch cunt?
There is no excuse for watching a Jesse McCartney movie.
gonna sleep on the stairs... to drunk to keep going up, way to drunk to go down, gonna find a comfy spot right here... its safer that way
they would be such cute babies and they would grow up to have huge dicks. and that would make me proud as a mother
as much as i want to say no i cant cause i need the trophy wife training
It's amazing how not interested in talking to him I am since I've decided that he probably has chlamydia.
I just wish I had a snapshot of his attempted front flip off the bar. There are some things that are worth getting a life ban for, and the moment of impact with his foot and that lady's face was one of those things.
Like, she can be the shepard of the gays. Delivering him unto homosexuality.
Thanks so much for having me, I'm really sorry that I almost caused your dog to catch on fire and also for breaking your doorknob
My next goal in this relationship is to teach my boyfriend that there are valid reasons to be fear of dolphins completely.
If I'm gonna have a rotation of guys, I really should stop them leaving boob bruises...
How do you make a Facebook status saying how much you fucking hate yourself without being aggressive enough for people to worry about your safety
Cuz that's where I'm at
We're so high we're eating flavored lube.
I thought he was hot. You know, in a “I’ve gone batshit insane and want blood for the blood god” sort of way.
You know how fear has a smell? Well turns out shame has a smell too. It's Pina colada flavored anal grease.
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