Ever have the mailman look at you like youre a chronic masterbator. I have.
You talked to that cop for like 15 minutes and when you got back, you told us you were "networking".
oh but the power of the cock will take you to places you never been..i flew to hawaii once to sleep witha chick
its not thanksgiving till you and grandpa shotgun beers out in the shed, and lose
Girl passed out in class and vomited. Another victim of syllabus week
I would just watch. I wouldn't even have a boner cuz I would do so much coke. It would just be funny.
Im not moving so it's going to have to be a 3 some.
But please don't judge me if i smell like mustard
Like some sort of pot growing robin hood.
You told me if you could get your shoes on, you deserved a coke and rum. We never made it to the party.
he fell asleep like an hour after we got to the beach, he deserved that penis shaped sunburn.
Last night you snap chatted some chick a pic of bottle service with the caption "send tits"
Apparently I pulled that girl's number while I was trying to insist my drivers license had enough money on it to cover the tab.
When your hungover saltines taste like hope...
Clearly the Stanley Cup Finals good luck hand job IS necessary. You let the whole team down.
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