Just got my econometrics book in the mail and started flipping through it. Our Thursday parties may turn into u convincing me not to kill myself.
The lawn was on fire, but I fixed it.
due to concerns over safety, the theme of the 'naked fondue party' has now been changed to the 'naked fondue party with optional apron' please b.y.o.apron. extra prizes for most creative apron.
I'm sure that's not what the inventers of the Turkey baster had in mind, but that's what I had in mine.
I remember convincing the limo driver to smoke with us and if he did I would name my first son after him.
Not even desperate vagina wants small cock.
Glad to hear you raised your standards
I think she was eating a cup of ramen noodles while we banged, or had a seizure
Drunkkker than when I told the drag queen she was prettier than me
I always ask when they're due. It's the nicest way for me to let her know the rest of the world can tell she's putting on weight too
She sat next to me on the couch and said "word going around is you got a sweet cock". My nickname problem was solved!
I just made a drink so ill shit. It's goona be great. Ill tell you about it when you get here. Get pumped. For my shit.
My throw up tasted like pumpkin, fall is right around the corner.
I'll just give him your contact info, and you'll somehow manage to get laid. Which will make me feel like your vagina's agent or something.
After we hooked up he started to cry and called his mom and told her he wanted to marry me
Bro, that'd be the third dick I've taken down in the office.
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