My BOSS just pulled out a box of Christmas stuff labeled reefs.
he's dressed up as pikachu 3 fucking years in a row and gotten laid each time. i don't understand
I got shot at today. If that doesn't get me at least a blow job I give up working on the south side
We are keeping it ultra classy drinking 40s and playing croquet with 90s rap blasting in the back ground
Screw disneyland. This military base is the happiest place on earth. Even unnatractive dudes are completely fuckable in those uniforms, im never leaving
Everyone else in class agrees the weed smell is coming from me
well after pounding on the ceiling for 5 mins i just went up there to tell them to shut up.. 2 hours later i'm naked, high, lying on their kitchen floor. it escalated so quickly
Prob because you've thrown up alot. As long as its not like pure blood you're fine. Drink water.
I won't trust your judgement until the word stripper doesn't make me laugh
If I had a dollar for every straight boy that questioned their sexuality because of me, I would live a comfortable middle-class life.
Look, you don't know disfunction until you've sat on the john taking a shit and crying while totally sober.
I also tried to hide a bottle of vodka in a build a bear last night so that something that happened in my life
He told me that after two hours of fucking he feels as though his dick wants to detach from his body and go to Mexico..
we've never stayed at a party for more than an hour. we always end up at a pizzaria. by ourselves. with no friends.
what else are best friends for?
His dick is social distance approved
Social distance approved?
big enough for me to fuck from six feet away
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