FYI you just passed out mid-blow job. Consider this my letter of resignation.
You unbuttoned your shirt and started walking down the center of the road screaming traffic stops for Enrique Iglesias.
I think we need to find a happy medium between fried food and dicks. This could end badly.
I'm up to 9 pic of different guys. I need 4 more boys and each one of the 13 to submit 3 additional pics. I wanna make a penis deck of cards.
since i'm not going, you must continue my tradition of flashing every person there.
I mean, how many people can say they helped surgically remove something from their body? Other than the guy that got his hand stuck under a rock and cut it off. Doesn't count
There's a knife in my toilet. And I meant to ask you last night if you got a hair cut?
THE BIG GAY MAD HATTER IS HERE AND HE HAS DRUGS IN HIS PANTS FOR YOU. COME DOWNSTAIRS BITCHEZZZZ
You're like the Mr. T of my A-team, only less gold jewelry and more pitying of fools.
That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me all day.
She's crying about either her ex boyfriend, her one night stand, or her own puke. None of those is worth the tears.
my dad pointed to my full beer and said drink up we're leaving now.
can you adopt me?
I just shit a hot coal. Pretty sure it's that fireball shot from yesterday.
Almost lost a vagina lip in the great shave of '16
She's still mad at me for saying she looked pregnant and not getting her chicken nuggets.
I guarantee you he will only fuck with old bitches from now on
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