Call me back. I want to hear your side of the dead cat in my garage story.
we dont know what were doing after yet. first up we have 90 beers and a party kit and fun hats.
He just called shotgun on the way to the squad car.
Shark Week. Kick off begins Sunday. The drinking game has been upgraded to include jumping/breaching sharks and Jake's not allowed to bring the harpoon. Period.
It's like his dick is pushing through his pants and driving him over here.
we came up with a wnba drinking game. take a shot every play that you could've done better. won't make it through 1st quartar
We just leapfrogged all the way to the bar.
If it makes you feel any better, karma just served me up a big dose of fuck you.
Also, am I the only one who noticed he didn't fuck you until after you were technically a cripple? Or am I reading into this too much? Congrats on that btw
Well. I guess talking about me stealing your wife may not be in the list of legit conversations
Also I stopped in the middle of the road and put my hazards on because BUNNIES WERE PLAYING
Everything was going well until he very loudly said that he wanted to cum on my fingernails.
I'm not winning any crowns in the Miss Emotionally Stable pageant either...
I'm gonna cum garlic butter
Im about to get an ultrasound of my balls. I hate waiting. Its the worst.
Randomize
