What kind of poor, pathetic town do we live in where a horny teenage girl is sitting in her basement on a saturday night, unlaid?
The Mets? Come back? That'd be like Nickelback writing a good song.
When you come back do you think I could print anorexic pictures of Mary-Kate?
I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.
I don't think you'd be able to understand Inception if you weren't high...
Also, we should really buy some bandaids. Right now I'm using toilet paper and scotch tape, but I don't really think that's sanitary.
I'm gonna have to fantasize about her dying just to get off.
Bro, the freshmen are smoking in the park again, do you need ammo for ur paintball gun?
So what's today's forecast for the female rollercoaster you've been riding?
I'm not worried. All I have to do is not be the drunkest painter at 8:00. Golden.
On the food pyramid big dick are "sometimes foods"
Locals got pissed I was talking to the barmaid. Tried to tell me that they keep all the good beer at "a Soho walkup" Google saved me
Me sprinting out of your house without my bra or shoes is our entire relationship defined in a single moment.
Please note that in response to your post about your dog's jaws clamped hard around a stick, I did not comment, "Takes after his dad." You're welcome.
Would you paint my ceiling for oral sex?
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