I am pretty sure the guy in the stall two dwn from me is jerking it...seriously
i'm in his phone as sushi coochie
bought some hannah montana deodorant. hope it doesnt make me smell untalented
I remember your 21st ending with me driving you home while you insisted making bicycle signals out the car window.
Did everyone make it back alive?
You say that with such hope.
Is that a no?
We almost forgot to tip the maids, so we left the rest of the gin, some tonic water and a lime. They earned it
I don't know but someone, somewhere gave someone a hand job and someone else was pissed about it...
the guy sitting next to me at the bar has a patrick swayze tattoo hovering over a roast beef sandwich. 'merica.
I'd cum for enchiladas.
My vagina needs her own mother sometimes.
My night just got really weird. In a sit down stall bathroom at this nice resturaunt and this guy walks in as I rip a humongous porcelain-splitting fart. Well, I hear him stop for a second. He then opens the door to the stall next to mine, sits down and says, "player two has entered the game."
Did you win?
Its honestly only a matter of time before I punch him in the face... I'll try to control myself until you guys break up
Moral of the story: next time my plans include you and bourbon, I'm packing a toothbrush.
Im gnna go loik fir my newq gay friuend now
Goodbee
Plan b and 5 hour enegery breakfast of a champion
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