I want the hot one, scratch that. anyone.
windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
I apologize for forcing you to look at my boob when we were high. It was uncalled for
And for some reason I was covered in ants... So your probably covered in ants as well
As if me making pizza in a skillet wasn't enough proof that I was in no state to be cooking, this burn blister on my hand is
I can't talk to her. I know entirely too much about her genitals to hold a conversation without mentioning them.
The word cocktail makes me want to rip my liver out and nail it to a cross.
you were making out with a guy that looked like Fat Albert, I kicked you in the vagina but you didn't stop
Dude it's SB. It's a proven fact that all you need to survive on is beer, weed, chips and maybe some amphetamines
If I die tonight, I want you to have the rest of my nachos. And my porn collection.
Giiiirl. Just had a BM that almost killed me.
I'm sorry that running around town like a frenetic wombat trying to find you KY jelly isn't good enough for you.
We always have to do something together that tests the human limits of the body. Hopefully it has at least a 75% death rate.
I should be in a better mood, I just went home and had a quickie on my lunch break.
I had a sandwich.
It went from a "chill game of beer pong" to "absinthe body shots and a tits parade" in literally two minutes.
Told you inviting her was a good idea.
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