I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
So we made editble underwear with fruit roll ups and fruit by the foot
Yeudjkisdjxbfceryuj. i love having a qwerty keyboard just so i can do that.
I can't believe you made out with me with a french fry in your mouth.
Y do pigs give u trufles on farmville? I WANT BACON YOU FUCKING PIG!
I know it should be off bounds, but can this be the chick we all sleep with at some point? I can write it off as drunken mistake, you all just have to come up with equally good excuses
I need to find a more grown up way of dealin with a hangover at the office than pringles and mountain dew at 8:30 am...
I don't mean to complain but you could have done a better job of keeping me alive last night
im currently assessing the tequila situation in preparation of your arrival
I can dream in two languages, but it's still about ripping a bong.
our next stoner-chievment: cream of shroom soup. Get over here, this is happening!
Now accepting any stories about my adventures last night, in particular why my knuckles are bleeding.
I threw a beer bottle at the bartender and pissed myself. Somehow, I didn't get kicked out.
I can insert a female catheter, but I cannot grill a cheese.
I'm not asking for life coaching, I'm just asking if you know where I left my underpants.
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