I know its small, but please -- stop calling it my "weenis".
lesson #67 learned in college: a three day old margarita, is still a margarita.
We should be called the Road Head Warriors
Let me rephrase. Would it display my intentions too much if i walked all the way across my office and into the bathroom carrying my book
so as we were driving to pick up my grandma from old navy she procedes to yell into our open window.. "I'll make ya holla fo a dolla" umm...
Somewhere out there, someone is getting laid. And then theres me, watching Star Trek porn while my roommate plays World of Warcraft next door
The girl who overdosed in the bathroom at work is back....help?
If I had cancer, and got to make a wish, id make the organization force your dad to fuck me.
the lesbians just got naked and went into the ocean... this never happened when i was a camper.
i'm teaching a bunch of people how to grow weed over snapchat. no shame.
I just had a spiritual connection with my sweater and did ballet in the hallway. Alone. I'd say we're gonna chalk that up as a win for marijuana and call it a night
It's like sexual waterboarding. You gave me sex so good I'm comparing it to torture. Jesus.
He sent me a picture of Reese's peanut butter cups next to his dick. Of course I went over.
Probably yeah. I mean maybe one day we can be those friends that hang out naked. Not awkard at all.
Can you come over?
Sex??
Sure but there’s also a squirrel in my garage I need you to take care of.
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