Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
i can tell by the sound of your bed that he isnt that good at sex.
i walked in on him listening to enya, jacking off, and vomiting into a cup on his desk. are you serious.
Wake and baked to watch the boston marathon. God I love massachusetts
I couldn't tell if those girls from the bar were lesbians or just awesome
I feel like I shouldn't be doing my banking stoned. But I bought a new bowl. Her name is Sharpe. Pronounced Shar-Pay.
Went to anytime fitness at 3:34 am drunk after the the bar and getting whataburger. Lifted weights with my cheeseburger between my knees. That's called DEDICATION.
Man, only now that I'm single is it painfully obvious that I have zero booty calls in waiting. This could be a cold winter
Just warning you the last time I had captain Morgan I gave a blow job to a guy that looked like Jesus.
if you had such a terrible roommate you would understand. jacking off in his conditioner is just the start.
Both of our knuckles were split open this morning when I came out of the blackout, the column on the porch has two new cracks in it, were like the redneck Super Smash Bros.
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
I never actually go in the club. I get in line, hit on a chick, and convince her to come drink all she wants for free at my house.
So I just went to clothing optional bar
I know we're not on great terms here, but I need to know if you're still available for sexual activity...cause if not I need to get going on a work-out plan.
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