oh good, I think they're gone
the painters?
my herpes
And he tried to make it as casual as possible by asking where i was going on vacation while he was poundin me.
Also managed to rip my pants and set myself on fire. And oddly enough I'm still not ready to ask for 2010 back.
Look dude, you cant keep blaming everything on the new years party. Its february...
I want to let you in on my two latest life goals. Have a photograph of me squirting whipped cream into a midget's mouth, and have sex on a roof.
Some advice...don't play drunk rock em sock em robots. With actual people. I have bruises EVERYWHERE.
Sounds like sex on a twister board.
An idea that is both hilarious and intriguing...
He had a tramp stamp of his own phone number. You can't tell me that isn't smart.
I was gonna turn him down, but he correctly identified a song from Pocahontas.
woke with Taco Bell next to me in bed and people's shoe sizes written on my arm.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
MANY MANY THINGS AND MOST OF THEM ARE YOUR FUCKING FAULT
he kissed both of us goodnight when we dropped him off...I didn't know if I was more offended or impressed
I walked in on my sister eating my leftover burrito naked. How could my night have gotten any worse?
just passed a kid drinking a beer at 2pm. clearly it's the last day of break.
SUFFER THE WRATH OF THE PISS BAG
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