if you call bong hits and onion rings a party, then yeah
Five things that make you perfect. Go.
The skin of a dead hooker. The blood of the innocent. The soul of a kitten. The hat from cat in the hat. And sunglasses.
I wasn't excited about it either, but if I was going to have her take a load on her face, role playing as some french dude is the least I could do
He gave me the "I've pictured you while jerkin off" look
Your dad's facebook is ejaculating midlife crisis all over my minifeed
I'm applying temporary tattoos with green beer, this is the life.
His penis is literally smaller than my cell phone. I can't go out like that.
I had such a pleasant walk of shame. The sun was shining, I smiled at all the high school suckers who judged me on their way to school, and I made friends with an old guy and his dog.
BTW send me your address and size of condoms you wish your lover was-- "if you build it, they will come"
I can never go back to Jacksonville. We think I may have punched a child in the face while on acid...
I guess? According to Jeff his mom is wondering when the grand babies will arrive. So I don't think they like ME so much as my supposed functioning uterus
Do you think next time you could control the yawn? Kind of a buzzkill to be mid-orgasm and see you yawning over there.
Why is my hat full of peanuts?
Don't throw them out, I'm on my way
I'm so high right now that I winked back at a character in this TV show.
We're sort of like brothers. Except with more sexual tension. And we don't look alike. Or are related.
So we're not much like brothers really.
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