If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
her teeth should be alot whiter from all of those blowjobs she gives
PS: the photo I uploaded for this internship site is the same one i used for my fake ID. I like to keep it classy.
y-o-u-r-e = you are, y-o-u-r = your. you are a bag of douche not your bag of douche. if you're going to insult me at least do it in proper english. that is all.
At a pool hall. Dudes walkin around with fuzzy handcuffs cuffed to his belt. The douche bag level grows higher still
I meant to tell you earlier: bad life decision saturday has been moved wednesday this week
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
i have a feeling i am the only one who can successfully pull off the "slutty kentucky derby" look.
What changed your mind?
Being sober
Don't mind me. My boyfriend is carrying me because I'm broken not because I'm drunk.
It's not even 9:30 yet..
I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn't need it today.
hahahah
I'm willing to share. He can have sloppy seconds.
That's so awful of me. Instead of comforting her I masturbated in front of my ex-boyfriend.
When we started the night I was in zebra wedges & she was in my black boots... I woke up wearing pink flip flops & the mirror on my rental is fuxked up. Wtf happened last night?
I don’t know how to sext. What do you say? What do you don’t say?
Just start quoting WAP lyrics.
Randomize
