think what you will about my sexuality, just get the cigarettes
after everytime she pucked, she insisted on us all giving her high fives
look to my right... shes dancing like she's playing dance dance revolution and her character is a retarded, drunken moose
they're scary. like turkeys that ate nuclear fucking steroids.
guys are only as good as the porn they watch
Great News, you CAN smoke bowls with a magnifying glass
I should put together a new mom basket for her. It would have diapers, vodka, ambien, and tissues for when she cries about her wasted youth.
After her AA meeting, she was on the phone with her mom, and when she said, "they're making me start over with Step 1," I quietly sang, "cut a hole in the box".
She's not a foreskin expert like you
Dude I thought she was trying to turn my dick inside out
I dont know it just seems wrong to fuck her on my exes back porch
at first i said "no rollerblading if I'm going to be drunk," but we all know how that went
I left the office with a vacuum, 2 condoms and 300 dollars cash money. Tell me I don't have the most versatile job on the planet.
We laughed, we cried, we fucked, we shirked our familial and work related responsibilities. They could make a movie about the last 40 hours of our lives.
does 2pm fall under the wake n bake category?
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