you should just get pregnant. that way you don't need to decide on a career.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
Their bromance is so intense that they don't even eye-fuck when they see each other....they eye-make-love.
I'm in Target and the lady in front of me is buying three Summer's Eve douches, a box of fishsticks and a giant bottle of vodka. The sad thing is I get it.
I'm gonna need a helmet and adult supervision by 9...
AND OMG I HOPE YOU ARE GREAT WITH CHILD. COOK THAT BUN!
I dont care what I am for halloween, as long as i'm not a father after
Dont get mad at me, it takes two to tango
IT TAKES ONE TO EJACULATE INTO THE OTHER WITHOUT CONSENT, AND SPOILER ALERT, ITS THE ONE WITH A SCROTUM FULL OF SEMEN.
I had a moment while I was smoking where I was looking at these palm trees and I knew how dr Seuss came up with his characters.
yea but i missed the pot and poured the boiling water on my dick. shit hurts. aint nothin easy about that mac
I'm officially no longer allowed to make any of my own decisions regarding alcohol, men, or the combination of both. Thats up to you now. Do me proud.
Personally, I'm gonna be Sexy Dobby the House Elf.
Dicks are not precious.
A bitchslap is in order.
See I just want a dick that I don`t have to deal with or talk to unless it is inside me. Is that so much to ask for?
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