My feet smell like cheese. Makes me hungry.
All I know is it had something to do with a plunger and tuna salad. I'm done. I'm quitting my job.
I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day.
There I was staring at a teeny weeny black one and a huge white one. It was like an episode of Myth Busters
you fell asleep spooning with his golden retriever. im not sure if thats more degrading for you or the dog
just went back to the bar and asked if they found a shoe last night.
I can't believe you broke a Paula dean wooden spoon over my ass
Lesbians are nicde people they do not take debit cards
I'm not judging you... I'm judging our friendship
We'll talk about this tommorrow when I'm not mistaking my fingers for French fries....
Easter bunny might get some gnarly munches and not even have enought candy left to hand out
I may or may not be setting up an encounter with a foot fetishist just because I'm curious.
we need to make pact to not cut each other's hair on coke and whiskey nights.
While I agree, I dont think thats realistically possible
I don't have any soul left to be crushed.
It was a good hour of moans, penis compliments, smacks, and what sounded like someone running in flip flops
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