Any time you start making pro wrestling references before 10 PM I know that I'm breaking up a fight between you and some muscled up frat boy you call Hogan.
I'm bringing poparts in case anyone gets hungry. The trek to frat row is strenuous.
WHOA. WHOA. WTF. WHOA. TOO HIGH FOR HIM TO BE ENGAGED RIGHT NOW.
just saw 2 fat kids fight for the last slice of pizza. Litteraly fight. God Bless America
He;s fine. He just kept saying "hurricane Gordon is coming to shore" and flexed his muscles a lot.
"Let's chug a beer then make out" doesn't sound as nice, but it would prob make him cum right there.
I can't help but feel like we would be friends still if my phone didn't always capitalize BUTTLOAD...
you 2 were alone in the living room and the dog walked in and you started yelling what are all these people doing in here
those kids just got delivered to the party by the pizza guy
You have not lived until you've puked on your sequined UGGs in the Rite Aid parking lot while going to buy emergency contraceptives.
Then that is decided. Fuck away my little bunny rabbit.
Oh, cold wet seat on the 48! Are you piss? Are you the sweaty ass leavings of an obese person? Are you the spilled King Cobra from the night before? I do not know! I dare not smell to find out... Pants ruined...
I lost my bra at his grandma's house so there's that.
there's crying, and people are upset, and there's a love triangle, and a broken heart, and so much estrogen
I know you won't see this for awhile, but I had to tell somebody, and you're like the only person who won't judge me for having an accidental erotic encounter with General Tso's chicken.
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