apparently you CAN get banned from Nascar.
farters have to be the big spoon...
My main thought on the Olympics: I need LESS cowbell.
Yes, do intervene. Unless it involves cowboys with loud trucks and hard 9 inch dicks. Then just come back for me in the morning.
I stuck a note to his door with my gum explaining why i couldn't spend the night. as i was walking away, he opened the door...i fell down and played dead. deffinitly didn't see me.
He talked to you for like two seconds while you were shit faced doing Forest Gump impressions...how is that possible?
You gotta pick a side. My suggestion: side with tits.
I bet yours is gonna be filled with secret innuendo.
secret innuendo and cervical punches to the world.
All i really remember is meeting this guy dressed as jesus and i kept taking his wine and saying "the body of christ!"
I also woke up in my friends room to 3 girls and a naked boy on the floor but thats besides the point
who the fuck is meatball and why is he telling you to nap on the bar
I'm sure nobody at Walmart was wondering why I was wearing a glittery tutu and needed $300 changed into small bills
We had sex while watching the republican debate. I'm not sure how he maintained an erection watching Donald Trump speak.
I mean, she's batshit insane and once choked a guy with one hand but she's still MILF material in my book.
You tried to pick a fight with a polka band saying that you'd wrap the accordion around their throats
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
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