P.S. I can't hear my feet
I do not want to touch your penis after this conversation.
Someone wrote Kyle's bitch on me too. I dont even know who Kyle is.
Because it is about to snow, I sent him for Diet Coke and cigarettes. It's the gay version of milk and bread.
There are two types of people in this world I don't trust: people who collect stamps, and people who don't drink
My vagina loves me do-dah do-dah my vagina loves me do-dah do-dah
I picture you throwing your vagina around in the same fashion that they pass out candy at a parade.
He passed out in the car on the way to the party. Seabiscuit tripped before the race even started....Lil bitch....
Gross! What the hell is that?!?
It's quite clearly a man posing erotically with multiple packages of bacon.
I FINALLY GET TO MASTURBATE. SO EXCITED.
Starting this Monday as I always do
With a desperate plea for help
You're never gonna guess who's blood is on my shirt
Why do I feel like I really don't want to hear the end of this...
I think I just got buffalo sauce on my penis. Is that a turn on or off?
Do you want to get naked and order pizza with me
you should probably call the Bronx Zoo in the morning to formally apologize
its the right thing to do
We left him in some bushes a few blocks down toward campus. Did he find his way home?
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