Even my Mr Clean Magic Eraser can't make last night disappear.
me and my sister are feeding my dog poprocks. this is proof you don't need a lot of money to have fun.
nothing like celebrating the fact that you're not a father by trying to impregnate other women
not to mention it took an hour of antique roadshow to calm my dick down
votings over. no more wacking it to anti christine o'donnell ads
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
I wish buying curtains was as easy as buying drugs. I already KNOW what I want and what the outcome will be: awesome.
So he just rolled you off his dick and fell on the floor?
I had a flashback of using my sock as a napkin after we got taco bell
I mean, you got a giant dick. I've seen lawn gnomes that are smaller.
My uterus is doing all sorts of karate moves to break free of my body.
Never has jello made me angry to the point of drinking. But here I am.
It's only ok to pee out the window in the afternoon when you're drunk.
No I got a fucking mosquito bite on my vagina. Summer is off to a bumpy start.
You turned down sex for fried cheese??
My penis and doctor won't be happy with me, but come on. Fried cheese!
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