Pretty sure I only gave out my other # though. You know, 777 777-7777
Hahaha. So was it a Freudian slip, or wishful thinking? ;)
Could be either seeing as you're in my phone as "3rd bar" and I couldn't pick you outta a line up.
I vaguely remember telling people they were not trash cans
you were stealing lawn gnomes and punching cars. I'm not surprised you got arrested.
Don't leave without me in the morning. I keep scaring everyone cause I'm sleeping in the bathtub.
I'll show rhose boucners: You don't let me in, I poop on your pool.
She was knocking on the tree demanding to be let in
Well then. It seems like we have a Mexican standoff of genitals
Exactly. So you're exempt under the "I can't just fuck her to make it go away" clause of 2010.
Don't bang him. The amount of Jack Johnson he listens to is embarrassing for even a white person.
Posh spice and Baby spice both in one night. Fantasy complete. God bless halloween.
I round house kicked her emotions in the face
He yearns for your heart.
He needs to stop being a pussy about it.
We don't know where he is but he left his pants and what appears to be a tooth here so he's gotta come back sometime
I just found a piece of squished oatmeal cream pie in my armpit. So very sad.
when i was on the highway she passed out and knocked my transmission into nuetral with her forehead...that was an experience
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