Ugh now I'll have to carry around an overnight bag to all the bars I visit tonight. but hey! maybe I'll meet a dude! And need it!
you humped every kiosk in the store. then you asked for an application.
we are watching a video on ethics because somebody wrote "butt sex" on the attendance sign in sheet
My vagina senses are tingling. I know your here.
I'm so sorry man. Roger cartwheeled into a signpost and cut his face open. it was pretty messy so we all went into panic mode.
I think I wrote "thanks for the free alcohol!!!" in their wedding guest book and I'm almost positive I signed my name
I WALKED myself out of breath. And I'm lost I'm a Tim Hortons parking lot. That's how hungover I am.
Mike found the condom wrapper on the washing machine and looked at me and said "Magnum? NICE girl. Get that nut!" then proceeded to puke in a cup
Mike showed up naked and in handcuffs. Again. Feel free to come over and laugh because I'm not helping this time.
It all started because he put my damn phone in his pants. By his crotch nonetheless.
I'm pmsing and only have one functional foot
The notary thing was a good idea. I can charge $2 per signature. I'm currently being paid in beer.
I'm eating shredded cheese and chugging coke, until I can function again. I'm tingling everywhere
I told the cop I was late for a booty call. He still gave me a ticket but he wrote his number on it
SUFFER THE WRATH OF THE PISS BAG
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