i have nine cents in my fucking bank account... not even a dime
I don't think brook has ever known best
I mean, it really isn't YOUR car until you have sex in it.
Need a ride. Apparently screaming about the bartender's erectile dysfunction gets you kicked out.
Were driving two hours to st louis so we can pee on the arch. See you in the morning. I might be sober by then.
Bullshit. No way. If I brushed past your penis it was completely coincidental.
i am one more weekend without sex away from dosing him with viagra and locking ourselves into a closet.
Banana suit guy has an entourage and they're all douchebags. There is no god.
You did a body shot out of her belly button with a bendy straw.
Yeah. That's the shitty part. God, I don't want to be a step mom. Sure I'm great with kids, but I just want unlimited sex and not have to worry about making friends with a fucking 7 year old.
WHAT HAS MY LIFE COME TO I'M MAKING A SCARF FOR A PENIS
I'm not sure. But he has a pet sugar glider. So, points either way
As long as that's not his name for his dick.
The twitch Bob Ross stream is the happiest little hangover cure ever.
No you just wanted to pass out in your hallway because your room was too far away
Hey long story short Grandma needs bail money.
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