The only ground rules are no one is allowed to come who will say "no, that's a bad idea" or "what if we get arrested?"
All I remember is doing a naked tuck and roll of your bed.
The office pool is up to $500 if you take a shit in Frank's desk drawer. Time to change the unpaid internship into a cash cow.
Well the police had to intervene and I couldn't exactly feel my legs by the end of the night, but I'd say it was a successful Friday night.
JUST MADE A FLAMING SLED. MIGHT HAVE 3RD DEGREE BURNS.
But the ghost of his schlong past haunts you
Bad idea to be in a car concussed. I just described his dick as an elevator. I think i meant escalator, i dont know
Whats your number? 5 or more?
Cinco. It sounds smaller in Spanish.
The ketchup exploded, and totally splooged his face and the wall. You could see the outline of his head in the wall splatter.
I couldn't finish the episode and had to lay down because the snapple commercial with the mustache was blowing my mind
I'm pretty stoned, and for a second I forgot that I'm not actually Barbie and I was getting excited about all the fun we were going to have on my jet.
And then I fed you egg rolls in bed as you were screaming I'm moving out
I just haymakered a dude with my face, can we talk about ME for a second and not the guy I fought?
idk how I feel so profoundly understood by someone whose latest tweet is "labia majora's mask." but I do.
Just went to jump into bed... Completely missed the bed.
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