i just went dwnstairs and there are 5 guys without their shirts on hugging each other. i think i should leave now
hey im gonna send you a picture of my dinner
if its a picture of your dick again we are no longer friends
my throat hurts so bad i feel like i just gave head to a cactus.
That can be our thanksgiving, vodka and cornbread. Just like the pilgrims.
Why the FUCK can i grow hair on my big toes but not on my chest?
Lazier than spoon feeding yourself popcorn and debating adult diapers so you don't have to leave the mentalist marathon on tv?
The last thing I remember was paying off her younger brother not to judge me, then puking on his shoes.
Theres either a bag of coke in my pocket or a bag of anthrax, either way last night got way to serious
Also, I have your check. Also, still wanna drop acid?
At a point I was just cumming dust last night
I just dumped the bloody coke bill into the tip jar while getting my hangover coffee. I'm literally going to hell.
I wish I may, I wish I might, get some daddy dick tonight
I know its 2 in the morning and everything. But i just straight up yelled "DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THIS WORLD IS DIFFICULT ENOUGH AS IT IS WITHOUT YOU PULLING THIS BULLSHIT ON ME" to my taco. Because it fell apart on me. I think i might be cracking under this finals pressure.
We're both fucking guys named Frank. Our friendship was meant to be.
If I slept with her my dick would come out glittery
coward.
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