If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
I just peed in my kitchenbs sinlk. New low- maybe. am i embarrassed? Not in the least
So this shipmate of mine somehow managed to throw up in his back pocket.
I can't believe he would be such an ass
Your boobs are way too big for you to be worrying about anything.
you don't seem to understand just how much pasta i spilled on my bed last night.
And just when I was about to fall asleep, he hit me in the face, and claimed he's a "violent sleeper".
Why did you leave me a note saying 'find the canary'
You just handed me your ATM card and wrote your PIN number on a dollar bill and said "for bail money."
He challenged me to a drink off, I couldn't just say no. It was a matter of pride really.
And as he was cursing your name from the bathroom you were ordering yourself another drink on his tab. The poor bastard had no clue you were a pro drunk
Ive never seen one person more proud of themselves of peeing in public and getting away with it.
You sent me a naked picture of you as a child? How is that normal
It's not a walk of shame if you run
Two questions: is there going to be a bathroom at this party, and can we fuck in it. This will define whether or not I enjoy going to parties with you.
My lack of taco bell is hindering me from seeing the good part of that situation
I honestly have no desire to wear clothes around you
I have that affect on people
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