So I'm eating my burger minding my own business, when the guy next to me starts up a conversation. Seemed normal at first, stocks, bonds, etc...then he said...and I quote "I can push a bowling-ball up a flight of stairs with my tongue." As I awkwardly laughed he broke out "I bet you I could bite the head off of a rabbit."
guy in front of me on the bus did 12 yrs, hes teling me about how to knife fight
why do they call them blowjobs? ....unless i'm doing it wrong?
Should I go home with him even though I know my Run DMC undies have skid marks on them?
That's why they call him "the cheesegrater".
alright. I just need to set some ground rules, no lighting me on fire, and no broken bones. fair?
I just duct taped myself into my costume. I apologize in advance if you find me in a compromised position involving duct tape and underwear when you get home tonight
Are you still going to come over for your post Alcoholics Anonymous beer?
After sex he cried I didn't know what to do so I patted him on the back and went to the kitchen to make waffles
She drunkenly dropped her ranch for her pizza. She tried to clean it up with her hands off the street then realized it didn't work and started licking her fingers.
I also woke up in a guys bed in a Reptar shirt yesterday morning staring at a movie theater sized poster of the not as popular Air Bud franchise movie Super Buddies.
All I ever do is give guys anxiety problems and flaccid penises.
On another note, I almost lost one side of my fake butt. Dancing the wobble with the fake butt isn't recommend.
You could at least care enough to fake an orgasm for me.
I am cleaning melted cheese out of my hair. This is a new experience for me
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