love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
he was like Britney Spears in bed.. a little chubby and too medicated to perform.
And i laid in the yard with carrots on my chest cause i wanted a bunny
We left the bar, went to a sex shop, bought penis shotglasses, went back to the bar and insisted that the bartender used them.
Hey please buy toilet paper today. Plastic grocery bags are starting to hurt now
Two hot shots of tequila for breakfast? Yeah today is gonna be a shit show
I am not even close to finishing violently masturbating over that video.
Although I would ideally cut back on smoking weed, imagine what getting high and looking for our spirit animals would be like
I'm at a bar where I literally walked in to the bathroom and some chick told me to never go to San Joaquin state pen
You can't play that off as role play thing. You held my hips and kept yelling "put a baby in me!" That shit ain't cool.
He didn't get laid that weekend.. and that is honestly an accomplishment for the rest of us.
you guys have a strange definition of the word fun. I would have said dangerous, terrifying, or life-threatening. of course, bowling can now be described the same way.
I think weed is turning my hair brown
The cat just walked up and made eye contact with me while I had sex. I'm going to have to burn the house down with him in it.
Questions: How did Rachel get home? Why did I find both her ID's in my shoes? And does anyone know if she's alive?
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