Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
I never thought that I'd ever use the phrase "and the resulting ice cream explosion" seriously at work...
know what turns me on? long, stringy hair on a pasty looking girl with an overstuffed backpack and kneepads over her jeans in case she falls off her scooter
your less of a man for seeing that
There's a show on the Discovery Channel about T-Rex sex. I think this just made my life.
I've grown up since last year. I don't give blow jobs as birthday presents anymore.
Wow... that's disturbing man, and their not even my balls
Because selling drugs to kids never goes out of business. We get older, they stay the same stupid.
I had 5 long islands and 2 alien brain hemorrhages…I am entirely certain that the "power hour to finish the night" idea was just too much.
DAMMIT Im supposed to be running a company not discussing dick piercings!
we both turned hook ups into relationships we are crushing this thing called life right now.
You know you gave a quality blow job when you have to ice your neck and jaw the next day.
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
You cuddled up under the blanket because you said it smelled like Santa and vodka.
i love how you, my friend, sends me a picture of herself wearing a shirt that says "i am dead inside" and i'm just like "awww baby you're so cute"
that's just solidarity
couldn't remember his name. introduced him as 'mr multiple orgasms'
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