I woke up with a picture of my dick as my background. still wondering if it was a good night or not.
You taught me that having a dip while u shit is awesome. I appreciate u for that
He started yelling "fuck the environment" then puked all over the baby trees
you're the best thing to happen to me. closely followed by learning to ejaculate, and drugs.
It's 4PM and I'm finally awake.. I'm covered in dog fur and shame. I'd say it counts as a good night.
No, pictures of your dick will not make me feel better about my grandmother having a brain tumor.
Before you say anything, my vagine does NOT discriminate against young dads
He made me leave when I challenged "all you bitches" to a game of strip taboo.
Fuck that. I will get OUT of CONTROL And rise from a hangover on Sunday like Jesus himself.
Drunk yoga at 11 am turned into me sitting on the couch making fun of the girl in the instructional video. By the way, what the fuck is a third eye?
Jusy read on a science page that squeezing boobs can prevent cancer cells from forming in them, youre welcome.
Well I guess I'll go shower now and wash all the stripper off.
Lesson learned. Don't roleplay with a real knife.
So what if I got a tattoo on a bus, it was sterile.
just drove past - why are you walking towards the shop in your pyjamas?
Can't talk, on a quest for bacon.
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