I love you. And by the way. I found out a way for you to train your gag reflex. Elliot taught us in math.
Day #3 of being the only sober person at the bar. This is depression.
You rode your bike four miles to my house. Yelled "I'm so high!" Then crashed into his car. It's a problem.
Yeah started playing at the wedding last night, when the line. "Ludacris fills cups like DD" he starts pointing at my tits right in front of his grandparents.
His name was Kyle but I insisted on calling him baby Jesus all night and then we did a line and he bought me Taco Bell so idk
I opened the door and his girlfriend was standing there; we made silent, prolonged eye contact as I quietly put on my panties and left.
Well that's what you get for messing around with her vagina. I told you it was a fickle and insatiable creature.
New fact of life: getting Becca high never helps any situation at all ever.
Hi I'm on my way to give you multiple screaming orgasms and Easter candy
i am craving dick and cupcakes
Success! We fucked roommates!
Do NOT. I repeat. DO NOT call me little one after we have fucked. In no world is that ok. Even jesus agrees.
Can you see if my straightener is in your refrigerator?
Yes. Its here..
I will bring Jesus to court if he punishes me for that
I just wanna go home jackoff, eat chicken fingers, drink beer, play halo and go to bed. I'm sick of this shitty school, the shitty kids and having to fucking teach them.
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