I don't think brook has ever known best
for me the strap perfect is like a chastity belt
I need to keep friends like you around just in case hell grades on a curve.
we made malted milkshakes. malt as in malt liqour.
His IQ is so high, I swear I started ovulating when he told me the number.
The cops knocked on our door just to ask us if we were really having a no-pants party.
Well for starters, her tits were hairy.
I'm still in my ugly sweater and underwear drinking coffee next to a plate of assorted treats we stole from the party. I got a new sweater by the way, its shoulderpad-y and looks like a news anchor got thrown up on by Liberace. I'm pretty proud.
He sent me a recycled dick pic! He could at least use one without sunlight in it, considering it's 10pm
I was puking in the bathroom when my fake tooth fell off of my retainer so I just walked out of the bar and didn't say goodbye to my date
Just because he told you it was safe doesn't mean you should have licked it.
I actually feel a twinge of sadness recycling all of our handles... I feel like I'm throwing out some great memories or lack of them because we don't remember
I swear to god....if you can give yourself a brazilian you can take a fucking bullet
He made me tacos after the sex. Best date ever!
So what your saying is you dont remember trying to hit a golf ball off my chest with a 9 iron?
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