At my boss' house at a bbq. Had a few beers. Taking a poop - there's no TP...this is my nightmare.
They use the phrase "final warning" so often the words have lost all meaning.
so... thinking about masturbating finally
taking the losers way out I see
turns out gay frats are just like normal frats, only with more v-necks
everyone who works at gamestop is basically destined to live with their parents for the rest of their lives... so i said no.
thanks so much for stopping me from telling him i want to have sex with him while i proceeded to hookup with the air.
Nope, I'm sticking to passive aggressive punishments. Like mismatching his socks and cumming on his leather couch. OCD is so wonderful.
Well anything after a French guy would have been a disappointment. But I'm fairly certain he was just trying to masturbate into me.
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
There were two girls and a guy on a bed and now i can put porn director on my resume.
I didn't know your ex looked like a male Khloe Kardashian?
I am truly sorry that you have to put your dog down. He was a great dog, and a great friend. I am still not showing you my tits.
Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.
He said "send me a motivational picture" so I sent one with mayo on my face that said "clearly I'm no stranger to white stuff on my face"...I'm the fuckingng worst
All three of the bartenders here have screwed my boss, so he's definitely gay. Unfortunately for you he seems to have a type and you're not it.
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