you can't spend the night you always smell like dirty underwear and my roommates complain
umm..so Dad's wearing a thong, I don't know what to do
put a dollar in it?
bahahaha. this guy working at subway literally has someone's name tattooed on his arm, crossed out, and another name below it.
bang him and never speak to him again. also, queef in his face.
i dont this its possible to queef on command.
I made $300 today by selling pizza @ $4 a slice to nerds who refuse to leave the library. God I love finals time
Fortunately for myself I'm twice as smart and half as drunk as everyone else. All things considered I'm leaving here three-to-five times richer than when I arrived.
I'll explain later but basically I was feeling dangerous, I'm dressed as Ann Romney and Ann Romney is a bad bitch.
it was like a shit fog rolling out of the east to encompass me and have it's way with me
I woke up with my panties in the cat food dish, and everything covered in honey and bruises.
Please don't make me ever have to hear the words "the Queen's gynecologist" ever again.
I'm sort of afraid for my life tho. If the 4th of July can be the way it was a DMX show is capable of anything
I will gladly accept you into my home with open legs.
I miss the days where our biggest worries were who was gonna win battle shits.
I feel like my life just hangs in the balance of "Yeah I'm probably not doing this right"
its like you know when i get waxed