we black-lighted her bedspread and it looked like a jackson pollock painting.
So chef boyardee smells exactly the same after you throw it up
i literally discovered the exact same thing last week. i had the lasagna one
ravioli
you dragged me by my throat over to the shots. this is a new level of alcoholism..
Would it be in bad taste to ask Marky Mark to sign the vibrator I named after him?
There's some drunk girl alone in the field, she looks like she could use some help.
Also it's only fair that you know that that girl is me.
You kept yelling in my face " YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO SUCK A DICK TONIGHT!"
He came over and said its legs day so put them in the air! Fucked me for 30 minutes and said he had dinner reservations to go to. Well i just ran into him and his friends hammered at Taco Bell
Wow my largely unnecessary pool of lizard-related knowledge finally came in handy. Are you proud?
I don't know what to say
Yes, let me tell you about the time I was forcibly locked in a bathroom when my ex-girlfriend was having a bad shroom trip.
I woke up with a thorn in my belly button. A THORN!
Stay away a while longer.
Still not sure if they're cops or strippers.
Stories. There's stories.
MEGHAN YOU'VE BEEN THERE FOR 20 MINUTES
I woke up at 6:30 in the morning on the A train on 14th street. You wouldn't know anything about that right?
So then I got so stoned I sat and took my pulse for 10 minutes.
She looked up and said "I like this." I asked "what do you like?" she said "penis."
Randomize
