I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
dude that girl has seen more cock ends then weekends
i have one question about last night
if this is about your fridge being filled with hotdogs, sour cream, and PB&J open-faced sandwiches, i can explain
the world took limewire and four lokos away from me in one week....hello depression
Who takes their shirt off at the bar?! Classy broad
I do. In all fairness there was someone else's blood on it.
Sockward: that moment during sexytimes when you realize your socks are still on and you have no idea how to remove them in a non-awkward fashion.
The picture on Facebook I was just tagged in, with the mask, that is the definition of Carmen, my drunk alter ego
Come over. I have beer, your weird ass vegan pizza, and a raging hard on.
Marry me.
Hahahaha .. If it makes you feel better I had a sex dream about a cheeseburger last night so I feel like we both lose.
Bro. I traded my coat. I have a Raiders coat now.
I know how to kill a man with nutmeg and a sword. You in?
Or nah
I walked in on a circlejerk after punching that guy out. Instant karma.
Just slather his penis with BBQ sauce
So I ended the trip with two cold sores, poison ivy on my leg and vagina, and no alcohol or weed. WORST. 4TH. OF. JULY. EVER.
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