You don't have asthma, your pregnant
Good face, no body. And apparently her vagina is related to chewbaca.
Yeah, you spent an hour in front of the mirror trying to reenact the Sailor Moon theme song.
Forgot that I saved my paper as "Eat Shit Edwards" and e-mailed it because I missed class. I'm sure Prof. Edwards will be delighted when she gets it. I don't anticipate a passing grade.
Three questions... How drunk were you? How long until we can make fun of you for this? Do you even really need a spleen?
Off topic, but is it sad that Matthew and I are calculating how much sex we need to have in order to work off a taco bell burrito?
I will give you 100$, a blow job a day for a month and I will shave my legs according to societal standards until next November if you come recuse me from my night class right NOW.
I understand why they say don't drink the water in Mexico... I just saw 5 guys piss upstream of where the bar tender went to get the water
You were fine, but your knee injury definitely came from interpretive dancing like a gay fairy with lead wings all around the Mission St BART. Everyone thought you were on drugs.
I cried at the bar for 30 minutes because I got my arm stuck in my sweater. I got free drinks for the rest of the night after the bartender helped me.
You pretty much lost your mind. Your ego has gotten ten time the size of your balls.
No problem...what are friends for if they can't rub eachothers genitals.
It wasn't until after we began having sex again the next morning I realized I didn't know his name.
She's chasing the cat around the house hitting it with a cardboard sword yelling "there can be only one!"
I've never sung with balls in my mouth
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