So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
I'd do that. But we would need storm trooper helmets.
We walked into the bar in The Flying V formation from The Mighty Ducks. We were ready.
he recorded me cumming with the t-pain app on his iphone
her cat was choking so she kept trying to stick her finger in her cat's mouth while saying "it's okay kitty, just do what mommy does"
I had to explain to the waiter that I'm not the DD because I can't drive, but as the Designated 'Make Sure No One Gets Roofied Or Hit By A Car On The Walk Home'-er, I should still get the free drinks.
Well that's another check off the sexual bucketlist of things I never wanted to experience.
When you get here, kick me in the balls. It's really important. - I'll explain later.
I think a kid would responsible me up
Man I'll cab it I'll be sloshed by then. There's turtles involved
Is it a bad thing that I'm trimming my nose hairs in anticipation for the 8ball to be delivered?
There is a fake eye lash glued to one of my balls.
You know it was a good night when you wake up w/o a shirt in someone elses living room next to a pancake on a spoon in a bowl of spaghetti.
how soon in a friendship can you start calling them a motherfucker
Yeah, everything was going great until the mugging.
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