Swine flu. Run for my life!
he like comes into my room and is like..."can you fix my pants" and then just drops trou
Revenge fucks should not count towards the total number. They're justified.
It's always a surprise to see what songs I shazamed and downloaded last night while we were drunk at the bar.
Maybe I should forgo underwear.
This is a family BBQ no?
I just set the shake weight record at the bar. 20 mins of that crap and drinking beer through a straw will get the job done. I also bet the bartender 100 bucks I could go shot for shot with him. The date for that event is TBA.
You guys can't keep having sex with them and cleaning their house! They're never going to take you seriously!
Nobody has seen her in 3 days. Should we call the cops or hope this is just another drunk Carmen San Diego game she's playing?
P.s. remind me to tell you about the porno that Paul envisioned starring you. It's wizard of oz themed.
That's like being smoked out by a unicorn. If the opportunity presents itself you fucking do it and don't ask questions.
Let's play, "guess how long my Neighbours have been watching me dance naked".
The token old dude at the show tried hitting on us by telling us his favorite rapper was Cayenne West.
My sheer presence has sent the hipsters running in terror. I expect no problems.
i now regret my decision on turning down your offer of sex in the backseat
I'm going to get him a gold star sticker and put it on his dick
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