Culvers...So Good
So good. The butter burgers slip right outta my ass.
There was an extended period of my adolescent life where my friends and I would get high, drive around in my minivan listening exclusively to the wu tang clan, and intentionally crash into snowbanks
I cant. I'm trying to smell my vagina.
The tent neighbors already set us on fire w an errant roach. How do you think Bonnaroo's going?!
Theres a freshman smoking a pipe on campus. This new class is setting a new standard we're not ready for
I should start printing out disclaimer handouts and passing them out to people saying, "I can not be held responsible for anything I say or do this evening."
I swear to God, if you drunkenly correct my grammar one more time, I'm cutting you off.
I can dream in two languages, but it's still about ripping a bong.
How can I politely yet provocatively ask you for a cock shot?
I woke up with my wool blanket soaking wet on the dorm room floor, and my sweatshirt hanging on the shower door down the hall. So basically my camp-out-in-the-bathroom idea didn't turn out as planned
"Let's do body shots off the freshmen" is officially the worst thing I've ever said.
I need all the beers. I want to be holding on to the grass so I don't fall off the earth drunk.
Is it possible to hurt your vagina working out, because I think my Dumbass accomplished that... 😯😟😒😓
Do I even want to know?
The usual, icing my vag with a chimichanga.
He is obviously into the really short sex we have.
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