i don't know what kind of porn he watches.. but that is NOT how you do it...
I'll put it this way. My grandkids felt that fuck.
She just kept tellin me God was coming back and he was leavin her with a bag of stale doritoes and shitty friends.
You wouldn't let me clean the puke off your face because I'd mess up your cat whiskers. Now that's dedication.
He's had mdma poured down his throat. He's getting huggy.
Letting two friends screw at my place in exchange for weed. This is my life.
Do not shit in our house. There is no TP. I am walking to get more, if I do not return, I have probably died of dysentery after my last wagon wheel got stuck in a gulch. Tell Martha and Lou Ann that I love them, and that I passed away doing the Lord's work.
If throwing a bottle across the bar, hitting a skank in the head and not getting caught was an Olympic event, you'd bring merica the gold every time
I'm in a corner eating carrots and drinking champagne. I've hit a new kind of low.
How is that low? I love carrots.
The hint wasn't even a hint. it said "stop talking to her" that's pretty straightforward
It reeks of weed and poor life decisions in here
Fuck you and your fucking taquito's.
If my emotions are below a 3 or above a 7, I'm crying
The first thing I did when I got to the apartment was masturbate on the couch
Whose dick am I looking at? There are too many possibilities at the moment.
Randomize
