How was Slumdog? Did it pull your heartstrings?
It was entertaining. Better than most other Mexican films.
when I woke up she was standing in the living room with a bottle of scotch because she is "allergic to hangovers"
I had to have the lights off to hide my face. I was laughing so hard I almost peed in her mouth
I don't have nearly enough visine for the dryness from sticking my head out the window on the freeway for 20 minutes. Child lock me next time.
We convinced you to take a shot out of the sponge...there were still suds in it.
Learned my lesson. Pink pantydroppers out of a beer bong=deceiving
This is like the time you took a picture of your knees and told him it was your tits, isn't it?
It's like the blind leading the senile over here.
UPDATE: shit just got real- grandma is threatening to beat grandpa with a wooden spoon covered in chili.
Its like her house is inhabited by 50 year old lesbian water color artists with a throw pillow fetish
I forgot I did whipits. Probably because my brain cells were killed from the whipits
It's like weed even makes my glasses better. Everything is so bright and clear and beautiful!
He said that I looked like a "ghost had crawled up into my vagina and died"..so yeah, I'd say the hangover was noticeable.
Why did this happen to me why did I have to meet him if I could go back in time I never would have grabbed his dick
Sorry I blacked out in bed
it was real late and you were brushing your teeth with miller light. it was bound to happen.
Listen, she cheated on him first. I've known both of them since we were 12. They have no secrets from me. And yes, as a matter of fact, I absolutely did enjoy screaming out his name into his, soon to be, ex wife's pillow.
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