It was still light ouot when we were walking up Pier Ave and she kept asking if she could suck my nipples.
this may or may not be the weed talking, but this is by far the best tasting toothpaste i've ever had
I think she must be bulimic. I mean, every time I see her I know i want to throw up.
bad decision saturdays are such a good decision
He went bowling in his bathroom.. And shattered the toilet.
Some chick is drunk waving down a taxi with a slice of pizza.
CHEMICAL ENGINEER. God my mom would be so proud of me.
DOWN HORMONES. BACK.
He needs a high five right to the fucking mouth. With a chair. Or an atomic bomb.
So this whole chlamydia situation totally puts a damper on my back to school sex schedule, there's just no way of knowing who of them was the perpetrator... Time for new candidates
You're the common denominator of my blackouts.
I am on my usual post-jerkoff high of eternal happiness. Like I could punch a fucking tiger.
But for real though. That weed tastes like the jolly laughter of Santa Claus.
But no. So do not give him one damn penny. Unless they are in a sock and you are hitting him with it.
He broke through his window then signed his name on the biggest peice of glass from it. I think they framed it and named it 'best party ever'
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