I have one thing to say: spongebath.
I wish that wasn't all you had to say. And by that, I mean I wish you hadn't said that at all.
Have you come up with a team name for the beer pong tournament on Saturday?
We can be the stepdads. If anyone asks why say because we beat you and you hate us.
I literally had to tap out of the blow job. It was like a pornographic wrestling match
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
I knew the only reason I bought a smartphone was to play "You're Havin My Baby" on the way to cvs to buy Plan B.
your love of good penises attached to ugly faces is disgusting and slightly disturbing.
You are right. The scrape marks on her ass are from her breaking the doggy door by crawling through it.
I just used a VHS tape as a plate for sanwich
It could be worse. I was dumped by a guy in a kilt after he gave my shoes away on St. Patrick's Day.
You're 21st was epic. I woke up at 6 a.m. on the floating beer pong table in the pool with a beer still in hand. Didn't even spill any
I walked a mile in this weather wearing nothing but a toga. Zero fucks. Your move Mother Nature.
Blacked out and Irish exited last night. At dinner. On a Sunday.
The true debate: do I prioritize going to bed and getting more than six hours of sleep or do I prioritize washing out various grease, leaf bits, and jizz out of my hair
It wasn't intentional or anything but I've now had sex with all of your siblings. How's college going?
what a classic moment of my life. A buffet of taco bell and a taser gun.
Randomize
