there was a trapeze. enough said
I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! Live in the flesh!
No I'm not coming over. That Bob Ross drinking game is too intense.
His bootycalls folder in his contacts are divided into regions, we should have all become airline pilots.
I'm sure we could make a ball of yarn and a nickel into a drinking game
Where's Taylor bro?
Never mind found him under the sink
I'd tell u there's strippers to make you get here faster, but that would be a blatant lie... There's strippers here.
No you don't understand. This tree is really alive. Like in Pocahontas.
Leave it to me to sleep w a guy who gets poison ivy on his dick
You're not married and none of these idiots are committing to you so whore it up on whore island
Can we go to pirate hooker whore island then
Why do I feel like I need to drink to feel better about the things I do when I'm drunk
So apparently, after 11 beers, 2 pitchers of sangria and 3 rhum & cokes, the idea of popping a load of MD and jumping on the trampoline, in the woods, in my underwear was the best one ever.
I was lying I actually don't, I hope a reindeer shitted in her bed
I just said "you do you" to my penis.
It took him 15 minutes to put the condom on.
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