isnt it sad that we can reminisce about our childhood but we cant remember shit we did last month
I was high and he had on a gorilla suit. Of course I had to take a picture with him
Your a disgrace to smokers everywhere
That's the first time I've ever heard something that tickled both my gag reflex and my penis simultaneously.
Drugs are gluten free tho, right?
The cleaning lady has moved my vibrator twice now so I would say I'm pretty ready to move out.
I'm not sure how to explain it, but I feel like our penises have a connection. Like long lost brothers. We're not even gay.
I wouldn't call us friends exactly. Honestly I just hang out with him so I can hit on his girlfriend. They won't last long, and I'll be there to pick up the scraps
I do remember that in my dream I wasn't impressed with his dick.
I walked into the bathroom and there's this 6'5" cop washing his hands. He looks at me and goes, "Heard you singing outside. Sound real pretty."
No more tequila EVER.
It was like the icing on a beautiful fuck boy cake.
he told me he liked me . I thought we were just fuck buddies . This ruins everything!
My farts smell like burning tires and false courage
The adults are the big ones right?
Say whatever the fuck you want about me, but leave my deceased cat out of it.
Dude this weed has me so paranoid.
Yeah tell me about it I just screamed after I coughed because my own cough scared me.
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