Last night we were drunk and talking about rude things, I mentioned felching and had to explain it to everyone. Everyone was disgusted and asked how I knew about such filth and I told them you told me. Don't get mad. Also a quck heads up, you might get gifts of straws at work,
He's still on the phone with him. This is unnatural. Dudes don't call other dudes just to talk.
I've walk of shamed through this apartment complex so many times, I think people think I live here.
you threw up in the oven last night. i found that out after i preheated it to cook a pizza.
I just went in my fridge and said to my turkey "see you thursday". I seriously have issues
He threw a goldfish cracker into my toilet and then proceeded to laugh for 32 minutes. I timed it.
vodka and carrot juice, if im gonna drink i at least got my 8 servings of vegetable
I think you're asking the wrong person. You don't understand. Like I would fuck the act of fucking itself if I could.
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
She counted 5,6,7,8 then intentionally kneed herself in the eye numerous times.
Haga you didnt jbsii whee wu an therer
Party on wayne
And then he posed under the bed and said, "you should draw me like one of your french girls." Why do they keep giving this kid drugs?
the cab driver said that we weren't the worst shit show he'd ever seen, CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!!
My neck feel like I've been sucking Goliath's dick.
Hangover and judgement, the breakfast of champions.
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