So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
So I'm cool with the whole break up, but it sure is a shame we didn't get to use those handcuffs.
Is it proper Ass-Fingering-Etiquette to tell her u felt her poop or just pretend it didn't happen?
I just beer bonged a sparks. You better get your ass over here because no one is on my level yet
The answer to your question is yes. I am wearing a star of david to the bar in order attract a jewish man.
I stayed up for hours making sure you didnt pass out in a mountain of your own puke. But when I heard you yell AWWWW FUUCCKK, somehow I knew everything would be ok
Well, a cop just pulled up. This could go either way.
Call me when you get up. This hang-over is like dismantling a bomb: I need someone to talk me through it.
All I could think when I saw it was, "All right, Vagina, only one of us is getting out of this alive."
She was wearing some slutty variation of a toga and giving the entire bus a pep talk on why we should black out tonight...I'M IN LOVE AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT!
we got her to the bathroom intime. all she could say was 'now my bladder is empty just like my soul'
In the future, could you not call me 'bro' while we're having sex?
We need to get Harry and Lloyd's tuxedos from Dumb and Dumber. I feel like this is a vital thing that is missing from our lives.
so i put my jacket on last night that you wore last weekend, and reach inside the pockets and find them full of goldfish...
the snack that smiles back:)
I just bartered a blowjob for the ex-fiancée's engagement ring. FTW!
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