how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
how are pickles made is in the google history again... why do you always wonder that, and forget the answer?
I'm having mini little movies in my head. Like for example. You were talking to a blue whale with jazz man sunglasses, but not the ray charles jazz sunglass. More like sunglasses that are round. Anyway, he has a baguette and stupid french hat. And you , you had your harry potter glasses.
Maybe we could get a groupon for vasectomy. I'm game.
How am I supposed to be friends with him when there's an exact replica of his dick in my underwear drawer?
An don't say it's "personal preference" cause I don't buy it. I just want to have normal cool guy balls. I don't want to be the dude that's still rocking the equivalent of the "mid 90's bowl cut" of scrotum haircuts.
Nick is about to bring home a woman who is 39, a mother, and, by all accounts, FUCKING HOMELESS. Will update as details become available.
Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice and I'm the idiot missing half an eyebrow again.
I'm curious as to what my outfit choices drunk me made for this weekend.
Just introduced myself to a group of people and one dude said "You're Marc!? I've heard many a legend of you." I raised bottle of champagne, said cheers, and drank with them.
If it snows I'm making an igloo and getting wasted in it
we've talked on the toilet we're linked now
All I did today was eat pizza and use my vibrator.
Why would I want a relationship when I’m the side dick for my boss and a few women from the gym
God. Spice Girls is now grocery store demographic. Kill me.
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