what if the hokey pokey really is what its all about?
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
Dude its barely eleven am and there is already a firetruck and ambulance at the shamrock...happy st paddys day
so I'm in athletic shorts, a suit jacket and I'm still drunk at 6:30am at the last leg of relay for life
I'm so used to throwing up its no longer a game of hanging over the toilet. Now it's just 'stand up, aim for the toilet, do my thing' then walk out
he doesnt exactly give off the "im mature enough to use my penis" vibe
Something tells me your "Titties for Tracy Morgan" fundraiser won't pan out.
I've had 5 hours of sleep and I still smell like sex with the Colonel. I don't appreciate spontaneity.
Donald Trump looks like someone photoshopped hair onto a dick pic.
I need a hoe opinion
go on
We didn't have a place to have sex. So we timed the automatic car wash & spent $9 for 3 minutes and 45 secs of car sex.
He asked if I was alright. I said "Yeah, I'm just an incapacitated ball of orgasmic bliss right now."
Our Uber driver pulled over to show us Tinder some dick pics. Top that.
My books smell like weed. What does that tell you about my college experience?
Thumbs up
we went outside for a smoke and when we came back in you were ptfo on the floor holding the phone to your ear. Pizza pizza was on the line.
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