I dont need to watch it. And stop comparing your life to Entourage.
well on the bright side, he charges $60 for an eighth
so he'll probably take me somewhere nice
It's not weird mascara. I just have puke crusted on my eyelashes.
Just topless shotgunned a bud light alone. I am about to peer mentor the shit out of these freshmen.
I got mine. It's a truly beautiful penis. Plus he pulled his tongue muscle on my vagina.
No matter what I do you still love me. It's like loving a retarded kid. A retarded kid that keeps trying to sleep with you.
I'm glad they extended train service last night. People crying, screaming, throwing up, fighting and peeing themselves on a train made me feel like I've got my shit together.
Right, well, that begs the question of where did you get the whip, why are you using it, and why don't you carry one around more often?
My time here is complete. I think I have now thrown up in every major degree programs building
It's that time of the week again where I begin to ponder life's great questions like, "What will my pathetic excuse for a future look like?" and "Why tacos?"
Can we discuss your tits for a sec? That melon patch sprung up over night
I said he looked like a lumberjack and that's when he came. I guess he liked the beard compliment?
You kicked me our in the middle of a blizzard with a dead phone. I had to give my watch to a pizza delivery person to take me home. You owe me a gyro too.
Also, we can't be seen together looking suspicious or sexually satisfied
You have a full penis tattoo of a cobra fighting a mongoose, don't you?
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