I don't know what you were told but i for sure didn't sleep with any one but steve's couch.
i'm stoned. there's a jazz trio playing outside across the street...scared that mike myers will appear & start yelling 'woman...WHOA MAN. WHOOOA MAN.' i'm snapping my fingers.
You know im sick of people that are still obsessed w obama. that was sooooo last year
I don't know which is worse: knowing all the free porn websites, or knowing which days they update their free porn.
They need a stunt cock, be about 20 more minutes.
complete strangers are now referring to me as 'the bourbon guy.' i can live with this.
All I know is I had a penis in one hand a bottle of wine in the other
His best friend walked in while we were banging, turned on the light, yelled BURN, grabbed his computer to play the Thunderstruck drinking game, turned off the light and left.
I ended up with a gash in my head from drunken dancing last night. I love life.
You stuck a chicken finger in that stripper's clevage and said "Keep this warm for me.
They have a booking log online so i can just check that instead of call
Technology: making bailing your sister out easier since 2008
I wish I had a picture of me and ron helping that stripper lick her own vagina
Dude, he came to our house with a beer can in his hand dressed up in a chicken suit screaming, "free eggs!" then threw up and passed out in the front yard.
His idea of hot sex is sticking his finger in my dark star while doing me Missionary style. You can tell he's from the Bible Belt.
Does he smell like BBQ?
Inside and out.
Do not let Mike show you his naughty Santa Claus outfit. It's a super long beard and crotchless pants.
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