I just hope my dad was drunk enough to not remember the whole convo we had about anal.
some kid came into the principals office and tried to explain what he was sent there for through interpretive dance.
I went for the touchdown every play, and I think I ended up with herpes.
I looked at my arm when I woke up..I guess after 8 tally marks I said fuck it and wrote "too much"
She kept chasing him yelling thief, because he drank some of her drink. That was at 8, it got worse.
Exactly. So he deserves crazy "thanks for keeping me out of jail" sex. Or an "I'm glad your excessive cocaine habit had some positive outcomes" blowjob.
I vaguely remember trying to exfoliate my face with your leg hair. Sorry about that.
You kept trying to throw the grocery cart off the balcony.
Dude made his own urinal by punching a hole in the wall and pissing in it rather than waiting in line. That is the stuff of legends.
The topic of sex in the jamba banana suit has come up on multiple occasions. We're just waiting for a moment to try it out.
THE VODKA TRAIN IS NOW PULLING INTO THE STATION
FINE YOU CAN EAT HOT WINGS WHILE WE HAVE SEX
Sara can't come to the phone right now. She's currently having an in-depth conversation with a flower pot.
they call themselves the foursome.. thats def means they're up for one right?
There's a big ass bed, hella ecstasy, and I can guarantee you'll regret every second that you remember.
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