I may or may not have just irish jigged at a bar. And broken out in a sweat from it. Not a good sign for that marathon yo.
I'm going to listen to christmas music to trick my body into cooling off.
you were drinking a pitcher of what you called "16 loko" and making everybody guess what the secret ingredient was
I don't think he understands the importance of corndogs. Or condoms for that matter.
Last thing I remember was you straddling a guy in a wheelchair on the dance floor.
I need to get skinnier so that I know when pregnancy scares are real...
It'll be like a meth lab. But with jello.
Well she just peed in a pot and is now trying to boil it
Announcement: Given the sad circumstances regarding the death of my dearest friend Chong the Bong, there will be a brief memorial service for him tomorrow evening at 10:30 at my place. After sharing some memories and sending his spirit off to the great bowl in the sky, we will all take place in the commemoration and maiden voyage of his son, Chong Squared, who eagerly waits to meet all of you. High blessings to you all, piece be with you.
Well it's a moot point because I did have a sink & I peed in it.
I can't keep up with all the guys you're banging. I'm just going to start referring to them by city of origin.
When he swipes my v card it will be comparable to my bat mitzvah. should I make sweatshirts or sweatpants?
By talk him into it I assume you mean blow him into it.
Do you always skip to "Baby Got Back" when fat girls show up at the bar?
Found your bra
Where?
Hanging in the tree
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