and that's why we call him explosion in my pants. no one remembers his real name.
just put cider in my bong. gotta love fall
dude im at a party with a bunch of 17 year old gilrs this is awesome
no its not leave
you had sex with a 30 year old who doesn't have a cell phone but does have an 8 year old son.
he's 29.
They told me you were taking cheese cube shots and chasing them with barbecue sauce... Is this true?
the bartender cut you off himself after you started walking on tops of tables and hugging random people
I think it got a little awkward for her when my dad walked in on us and did nothing except leave half of his pizza on the table for us.
Tell me right now I did the right thing by not fucking my sick gf at 3 am with her family home... Tell me my balls hurt for noble reasons.
This old guy just saw me toking on my bubbler before I go to the dentist. He gave me the nod.
they call him the transporter because he'll be your designated driver in exchange for sufficient weed or sex.\n
what about money
no - he has a code he lives by
You told me you would ride a pig into the night sky screaming, "I wear my sunglasses at night"
Maybe if he'd step up his game and get a real job instead of donating plasma and trying to grow pot then you wouldn't feel compelled to write prisoners in Oregon.
If I was a guy I'd keep a condom in my pocket, in my wallet, in my backpack, in my car, in my shoe, behind my fucking ear
We need to leave a grand offering for the god of free booze and salvia.
Parade of Dicks...that's what I'm calling 2017
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