yeah she is the one who tells people i beat girls.. which ironically make me want to punch her in the face
I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! Live in the flesh!
you kept searching pizza on facebook and becoming a fan of each page dedicated to it
She's not depressed. She's just sober. It's like the same thing.
That taco smell coming from your belly button was a huge turnoff
vagina is talking i cant
I have got to stop singing on voicemails. I just left my dad a 6 minute musical message.
Well I just found the most comfortable way to pass out on my toilet if I ever have to.
Its a good thing to know for upcoming events.
She paid me 300 bucks to spank her and call her Baby Jane. Then we drank half a bottle of sippin whiskey. I'd call it a twelve out of ten.
You were in the girls bathroom yelling at some random chick because you thought she stole all the urinals. That's why you were kicked out.
I blame everything on you. My broken heart, my fucked up liver and my twisted mind.
I now know he's been cheating for a while. I also know HER name, address, phone number, Facebook account, religion and zodiac sign. I feel like I'm earning my restraining order. Point is, never fuck over a librarian.
Lets just say the phase, What a dick, has a whole new meaning at the urinals.
However, pretty glad I spent the night puking on my car instead of fucking him. Then I'd REALLY be miserable.
Am I the only one who finds it completely appropriate to pre-game our Brazilians?
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