real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
What happened to our ballroom dancing plans
that was after robitussin, alcohol, and chocolate sauce... but before we finished pregaming
Grow some girl-balls and come out already
I shagged another guy with one ball last night. Are there really that many dudes with one nut in la or am I just a magnet for prostetic testes?
what part of "i slept with our hot teacher" are you not excited about?!
the part where you beat me to him
fair enough.
Someday you'll be stoned enough to create a one-person step team and then you'll understand
as soon as I stop standing here with one leg up on my bathroom counter admiring my balls, I'm going to go tan. and then you may come over.
We let him drunkenly pack his own bags without checking them. Yet no one was surprised when the TSA girl pulled a 12 pack out of his carry on.
I'm eating captain crunch out of a cup half full of beer so idk
I just added a bunch of arbitrary options to my ouija board. Ghosts can now tell me "cheddar," "the homosexual agenda," "the whole foods vegan aisle," or "viable offspring"
In that state of mind I managed to bounce back from getting hit by a golf cart and convince an investigations officer that I was okay to go into the game.
Apparently I blamed my BAC on the Saint Louis Cardinals...how is that not a valid excuse?!
LEAVE ME AND MY NIPPLES ALONE
just had sex in a stairwell with six feet five inches worth of drama
Randomize
