I don't think you know how difficult it is to pee in poncho..
no weekend plans? you're practically married
just without the last name or joint bank account
i'd advise against both
i told him i was gay. he said that gay guys are supposed to be pretty.
so i walked in, looked up the stairs and all i saw was smashed pumpkin, tube socks, and marinara sauce
2010 has been the year of the Eskimo brother. Let's see how many igloos we can shack in next year
I woke up alone at my apt. On the floor with the door wide open, but still. Success.
Although, to be fair, I am both willing and going to lick marshmallow fluff off of your dick.
this ms. usa coverage has sucessfully humbled every girl here. depressed fish in a leaky barrel. go!
I decided they need a food cart that just roams around the library like the cotton candy people at the circus. But with real food. like tacos cause it sounds delicious.
I'm auditing financial statements and ur growing weed this is bullshit how did this happen to me
There should be a rule. If your dick is under 6 inches, you are not allowed to dress as Thor.
By cross-referencing our messages & her Twitter feed, I've deduced that she was eating spaghetti the whole time we were sexting.
It's no shave November. This is our time.
YOU HAVE PISSED AND FUCKED ON LITERALLY EVERYTHING IN MY HOUSE
Not everything, just a few things. And only a few times. The odds are really not all that bad when you break it down.
you’ve pissed every time you slept over. there’s no such thing as odds anymore. it’s guaranteed
I apologize for there being a shopping cart in the living room. I don't know how why or where i got it.
Randomize
