I see my mary-anne walkin' awa-y-y! Bow Nahw now new, ne ne ne ne ne, ne ne nehw, ne ne new new Nah dan ah bwawn-now, ba bwan'll buh dada bwiddly doo.
That was supposed to be me air guitaring the solo from More than A Feeling
i am only reminding you that showing off your fellatio skills on vegetables is probably not an appropriate party trick
I just was on a 20min team conference call where I didn't speak, I used a Gus Johnson soundboard online to answer questions asked to me...the highlight of 2010
Is it bad that now when i read ingredients in the food I eat i only read it as shrooms instead of mushrooms ?
you are not perverted enough for this relationship to work out.
It's like salsa. But with balls in it. I like to call it balsa
Is shaving my mustache contingent on you sleeping over tonight?
Just don't let me fall on anything that can be broken. Unless its a dick
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
My cab driver has a hooker in the front seat. Really, this is serious. And weird.
Just to circumvent as much mood-killing as possible, you are allowed a small amount of laughter at my pubic hair. Too much and I revoke your vagina privileges until you can get your shit together.
We looked in every room for condoms... It was the sexiest scavenger hunt ever.
I found you in the bathroom. You were sitting cross-legged on the floor wearing nothing but socks completely surrounded by broken crayons.
turns out it took a Belgian couchsurfer dressed as Heisenberg to rock my world.
I always know im high when I can't remember how to pee.
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