no, there's no challenge. I live a humble lifestyle out of virtue.
You wear Armani Exchange.
His idea of a romantic evening was shotgunning Keystones. What a keeper.
I just heard a woman call her child a butt face. Repeatedly. He's crying now. I love walmart.
Aparently his snake got loose in the middle of the night. Not a sex joke, he has a fucking snake
He was streaking. We were hammered. We had roman candles. It only made sense to shoot them at him.
I miss waking up knowing you're passed out under my bed.
My leg won't stop wagging. It's like it's congratulating my vagina.
It was your ex but it was not eighties night, it was pudding wrestling. And either thank you or I'm sorry depending on the state of my pants left on the doorstep
Well for number 40 i would prefer to at least like the guy attached to the dick
I can't be here...my therapist just watched me take tequila shots
2015 is a year for health and mental stability and alas we are not yet there so yolo
The only alcohol at my aunts was mikes hard so I drank 9 of them and puked in the master bath
Like I could never be a lawyer because I would just look like a porn star impersonation of a lawyer.
I think I pulled a boob muscle during phone sex
sometimes you just have to listen to beyonce and cry. that's how life works
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