FYI..good luck when you get back from work.. mom and dad know about the boy you brought home last night
haha good one..how did you even know?
we all know. he obviously didn't leave when you might have told him to.. he came down when we were eating because he coud smell mom's cooking. the dude ate with us and offered to say grace. so yeah, good luck.
Yea well when i pee it makes steam.
is it gross that my labia hangs so much that guys can't find my clit?
Playing drinking games to Nancy Grace totally counts as "keeping up with current events.."
It's almost like sex with her has gotten boring... like it's still good, but the creativity is lacking... it's times like these that i wish she still wanted me to gag her
I've spent more money on drugs for bonnaroo than my actual ticket. Proudly.
no, i remember trying to staple my nipples together. I just can't figure out where the hell stapler came from.
By the third Id pass back i figured the bouncer had fucked one of us.
Well when you get back to your computer, there's a nice explanation of pansexuality on your Skype.
Did we do anything stupid last night besides hook up with our ex girlfriends?
I'll pass on that plan. The lack of my penis in new vaginas is no where on the itinerary.
I'm just saying, if you haven't been dropped off at a Wawa at 5:30 in the morning by 3 cop cars, you're missing out
It was horribly awesome. Its like looking at the sun, you know its bad for you but I just couldn't stop looking.
I think I should write my liver a thank you note. If it had my work ethic, I would be dead now.
You ran outside mistaken the snow for sand and started screaming "WHERES TH BEACH"
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