I miss Bob Barker.
Yeah, more like Douche Carey...
The solution to mudbutt is never ever Clorox wipes. It stings soooooooo bad.
He smothers me through text. I can't even image what he'd be like in person.
please visit steve this weekend, he is getting mature and responsible and shit which scares me.
Showed up 2 hours late and still drunk nobody gave me a high five. This intership is bullshit.
That's your penis' name. I've always referred to it as Alejandro secretly.
I need like a hormone stopper. Or a chastity belt. Or like a lady business alarm that goes off when I'm being too drunk.
I DON'T WANT TO DEMONSTRATE MY DICK TAKING ABILITIES WITH MY MOM THERE.
Due to certain anatomical proportions it was less like fucking and more like childbirth.
hand jobs are a waste of time that only lead to arm cramps. Also, where do you look...his eyes, at the penis, at the tv?
yeah the "where to look" question is super awkward
Here is your half hour reminder. Meet you at emergency room.
You merely adopted the alcohol. I was born into it. Molded by it. I didn't see the hang over until I was a man and by then it was only blinding.
my god I love twenty year old dicks
WTF DOES CAROLINE HAVE GLASS IN HER FACE
you yelled, puked and cried then passed out in the fetal position in your underwear
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