dude chill. it wont be anything like your seventh grade birthday party.
So, just so you know... Your vasectomy worked.
bonus
imagine playing with puppies while we're drunk.
Like... we could film it and put like, "do you believe in magic" as the backround song and it would be complete joy.
I woke up wearing a cow costume. I'm not even gonna try to recall what happened last night.
Well I woke up with a note on me reading Dear Passed Out Girl, and ending with why I shouldn't drink so much. Damn Tequilla.
HOnestly. That's my one goal for this whole trip. I don't give a shit about souvenirs or sand. I want penis.
so i may have indirectly taught my 13 year old campers how to give blowjobs.
I'm gonna have to fantasize about her dying just to get off.
Seriously, I'm ready to settle for ugly and unemployed as long as he has decent hygene and likes to go down.
They fucked on my pong table last St. Patty's and broke it. I feel like I should be hiding my new one. Would hate for a tradition to form.
I think the threesome was inevitable when she walked out in nothing but his boxers followed by him completely naked.
OH MY GOD THE LITTLE GIRL IS SITTING WITH US WHILE WE SMOKE. I'M NOT DOING THIS
Aww his grandma died? That's sad! No mourning sex!!! That doesn't lead to good things!
The cure for a hangover evidently is not walking around in a costume in the sun towards of park of screaming children
We still on for Manwhore Monday?
Randomize
