So thats when I found out ur supposed to put the penut butter on your balls not your dogs balls, feels alot better
bought some hannah montana deodorant. hope it doesnt make me smell untalented
My google history shows every combination of "red lobster cheesy biscuits" possible.
The fact that you think you peed off a roof shows you shouldn't have been on a roof.
dude you guys. You can't throw up in the recycling bin. I don't think vomit is recyclable
like a dude with a badge in a golf cart is gunna do shit. Unless he has a tazer. Then it's fair game.
Ong my arms are moving wo my consent
My life has become one weird ass game. No one wins. No one loses. We all just kind of hang in limbo and hope we don't die. Eskimo sisters for life. Please have sex with one of them.
Within the span of 10 minutes, I managed to make a slip 'n slide on his stomach, threatened to pee on him, kneed myself in the eye, and almost fell asleep on the toilet....in that order.
I'm eating tortillas right now. Like not cooked tortillas. Someone is playing the guitar. Man with bandana.
Nothing says "class act" like eating acid in the middle of a Buffalo Wild Wings
You pretty much lost your mind. Your ego has gotten ten time the size of your balls.
Okay so it turns out that my bf keeps a log of every time I sleep-fart. It's dated back to 2013.
Yes we can sext. I'm taking my socks off.
he said to "slap him" after he guessed the time correctly. i did.
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