D3 body, D1 cock
I dont know why I dont listen to you more often. He wont stop texting me. And his signature is "dancing with no panties on"
I lined up everyone's pillows and I'm playing Evel Knievel when I jerk off later.
I just puked into a plastic bag at a red light. Go me.
I wish that one Sunday morning I could wake up feeling like I have my life together.
The lego bong didn't work. Just made us look stupid
sorry can't make it tonight, greg's getting back from italy. he's had two weeks of carbs and no gym; now's my chance to get myself a piece of that newly-fat, low self-esteemed ass.
Got stoned and went to Walmart. For some reason a preacher walked up and asked if I knew the lord so I just yelled "I CAN FEEL HIM IN MY VIENS" at the top of my lungs. he left after that.
On a completely unrelated note I think I have carpal tunnel
Again, totally unrelated
Next time you see his dad you should let him know you are now Eskimo brothers.
How dare you question the sanctity of Chocolate-and-Porn day
We call her skankles because she's a skank and she has cankles, I thought that was obvious
I'll only sleep there if we can bone on your balcony.
I don't get it. If he broke into Taco Bell at 2 am, then why couldn't he have brought me home a fucking taco???
You are hungover. Your arguments are irrational an incoherent. We only played twice. Have some Gatorade and take a knee.
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