i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
Dipping chips in queso and thinking of your beautiful face
I'm pretty sure he jizzed in his pants, and no it wasn't even half as funny as that song.
So i banged this chick from Peru last night. Needless to say, I'm having chipotle for lunch todayas a south American reward to honor her.
Yo dude either Brian has herpes or he was jerking off to Web MD 'cause I just walked in on him
letting you know, as a good neighbor, that when your windows open and your shade is up we can hear and see you dancing naked to money maker... nice boobs
The cab driver thought we were passed out so he called a sexline...
just threw up what i'm pretty sure look like contents of a lava lamp
He was more tolerable with alcohol in my system. I woke up to him squeezing me and telling me how he wanted to dip me in strawberry jam.
i was like his sober eyes girls would come up to us, show us theirs and if approved by me blew him, if rejected they went to my truck with a bottle of patron
I'll just be here. Naked. Eating tots and jello like a muh fuggin G
That would warm my breasts.
In this context breast is a metaphor for soul.
No. We can't get pedicures until my toenails grow back.
That's not the problem. The problem is I thought I was over him but he smells nice today.
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