and that's why we call him explosion in my pants. no one remembers his real name.
I'd do that. But we would need storm trooper helmets.
This was all being yelled across a beer pong table as all important things should be discussed
Your my favorite hello and hardest goodbye.
And I especially mean that last part, half the time you pass out somewhere and it is impossible to get you to leave.
No room in fridge, chilling wine in snow. Do NOT let the dog pee on it.
He was at the bottom of the stairs showering himself with the popcorn, then eating a few handfuls and running around.
I mean, I know going to rehab probably didn't make her a lesbian, but I can always hope
We are getting high tomorrow and being statues at the cafeteria. Come find us.
just peed in rthe mens room but seranaeded them with adelle the whole timee so they didnt mind
I just laughed at the word pudding. I have no idea whats going on right now.
More importantly this is sex weather and i am striking out
You just kept screaming "PLEASE YELL CORNDOG AT HIM. PLEASE. CORNDOG."
So after taking my shirt off, he pulls my bra off like a hockey jersey. FUCKIN PRO. Guy knew what he wanted.
I mean, I let him sleep with me after we both ate taco bell sober... That's kinda like love, right?
I have two choices: tits or tacos. I just can't decide.
Randomize
