Um, that's called prostitution
Not if I leave it on the nightstand, then it's called cab money
i found her turbo button.....if you know what i mean.
You were playing beer pong by yourself. Finally someone took the ball and threw it into the bonfire. You sat by it, cried, and contemplated how to get it out. For 45 minutes.
I understand. Hypothetically what should one do after throwing up in the shower?
Well, according to foursquare I checked in "@under the bushes" at 3:27am. This could explain some things.
Just used water from the fish tank for the bong. Thank you fishy.
I almost shit my pants in anger over your moral sanity.
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
You were dancing with a coffee pot of rum in one hand and a joint in the other. So that should explain everything.
I can't imagine anything that has a removal ass flap as being sexy
I'm going to need a Jurassic park sized pooper scooper to deal with all this shit last night caused.
She asked me to come on her OkCupid date with her
WAIT MOM THIS DOESNT NEED TO BE A FAMILY EVENT OK AARON DOESNT NEED TO BE AROUND FOR NIPPLEGATE 2014
We did hand stuff while watching teenage mutant ninja turtles so I guess you could say it's getting serious
Took an adderall for the first time in a few weeks. Spent 45 minutes peeling an orange TO PERFECTION.
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