Played the LOTR drinking game last night. Ended up in boxers running thru the lot at ross's place screaming "for frodo"
Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
dude i dont realllllly have to fuck her do i? its just a mess down there and i think im gonna cry
at the topless march for equality..and wow.not all these boobs should be treated equally
like the penis drawn on my face is so detailed and well done, i'm not even upset about it.
I'm on his itunes. He has a sex playlist. It's actually not so much a playlist as 12 Kylie Minogue songs with a big gay Whitney finish.
It was awesome explaining why I had a tiger with boxers in my bed, a little bit drunk, to a girl in a pre-sex moment
After she saw a msg in his phone from me that listed the reasons why I love his cock, I don't think I can deny fucking her ex.
I guess I realized I had a problem when I ordered 4 shots and told the bar wench to pour them all into 1 glass
Unless your apartment has 3 am pancakes Im not coming over.
Happy Birhtday!
Dad, it's 3am and it's not my birthday... wherever you are, go home
I should not be allowed to be in possession of a fifth and a phone at the same time.
Where does dick fit into Maslow's hierarchy of needs?
Heard about your divorce. Let me know if I can do anything for you or your penis ;-)
So there we are, fucking beneath the Christmas tree and I glance up and see one of the local Jehovah's witnesses staring in horror through the decorative glass in the front door. I'm so proud of us.
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