I don't care where my tongue is but i t's going to be in all the pictures.
Guess which guy you've blown just made me sandwich at subway?
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
I want something that's relevant to him banging her right after I did. Like "runner-up"
She curled up in the corner, screamed "THE BLANKET IS SO WARM" and promptly passed out with her face in the dogbed. No one bothered to reposition her.
I mean there are things broken right and left, I woke up surrounded by dog statues, and we had a vodka bubble bath.
Would it be playing god to put spaghetti on my pizza?
Dude I was walking down the street and threw up in a plastic cvs bag. Tequila wins again.
Don't worry, I'm taking the best gay radar in the World, my sister's boobs. All guy who is not looking at them, it's fair play for us.
It was the needle in the haystack of teary, unpleasant handjobs.
I see myself subsisting on tequila for the next several days.
I texted him back and I am so nervous I may vomit up all of the soup I just ate.
I haven't lost it. I know I'm not a prophet. It was a joke.
After the edible you claimed you were talking to my cat. We're in our 30s now, what was once cute is now a liability.
where are you guys?
stoned at his house watching water boil
fuck st louis. fuck their hockey. fuck their basball. fuck their football if they still got it. fuck their tiddlywinks teamm. fuck their ribs. fuck their entire city. what im trying to say is i dont like st louis
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