so chris just stuck his hand between rachel's legs and yelled 'TROUT!' and we were like...you're wasted
FUCK TREES I CLIMB BUOYS MOTHERFUCKER
STOP listening to that song
i mean i'm ok with bufu but if i'm gonna do it it needs to be a mutual agreement, and there are steps that need to be taken. you don't just go OOPS we're doing it now
ever seen your mom drunk enough to lick your face? i have
You insisted I take photos of you vomiting off the top of the tree.
Omg calling you in 10 to update you on who I peed on last night
Now that I've lowered my makeout age to 21 I have a whole new sea to fish in.
I'm gonna have to fantasize about her dying just to get off.
I think for all the guys in my phone, I'm going to change their pictures to pics of their dicks. It's easier to identify them that way.
This was baby jesus's way of getting you to wait until the next bikini wax
don't get you morals all over my torrid fantasties
well i mean she can't stop a weed based friendship...its like a trying to stop a bomb or a really fast train...
I remember it because it was right after the sadness and right before the sluttiness. The calm before the storm if you will
Lets both be adults and never talk about last night again.
what do you mean i can't make cookies with a blow dryer? challenge accepted.
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