I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Could you please tell them to stop whispering "thundercunt" every time I walk in the room?
It's like alcoholism for beginners at my kitchen table.
she was handing out condoms w/ her number on them...
What happened to him?
He was walking right behind us then disappeared.. turns out he checked his luggage at a night club, continued to drink and dance, then slept on the 4th floor of some museum
apparently there was a flour fight and couch sex...
You are the only one who would stop a bum, tell him to open up, then pour straight vodka in his mouth. You made his year.
FYI I just found your friend. Asleep. In. My. Kayak. In. Pool.
Ps there is nothing more humbling in the world than havin to watch cheaper by the dozen on the waiting room tv while getting the morning after pill at the drs. Nothing
I asked him why he was eating an entire can of refried beans, the only answer I got was "revenge"
Think of something healthy and responsible. Now think of the exact opposite, let's do the latter
And then he said, "let's have sex and I'll send you home with enchiladas."
I don't need no damn man when I have the cock-a-nator 2000.
I'm shotgunning a meatball sub and watching flip or flop. i have reached a new level of singledom.
my dad just built a flame thrower.. you should probably get here
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