I wish there was an iPhone app to help you with your shitty personality.
someone get that fucking seahorse.
Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
We just picked up about 540 lbs of women....
I wonder if u can grow weed on Framville and sell it to Mafia Wars?
you threw up in the bushes next to the ABC store and kept saying "you're home, blueberry vodka, you're home!"
I just burped jalapeños and cum. That was the most disgusting thing ever.
Yep. It's going to be us, strippers, and drag queens.
A glittery, gay, heavily makeuped, scantily dressed clusterfuck.
I took a hang over nap infront of the door to my 9am class
I can't believe you picked a finger in the ass over lunch with me.
jesus, I think that canada gold metal game has completely changed all rules of acceptable drinking habits, I was fucked untill noon and I just got invited to go party when I get off work...at 600am...and NO ONE understood why i was hesitant
I just trimmed my bush to manageable levels. I'm gonna take a nap and then get in there and finish the job.
We celebrated our relationship by shotgunning beers on his lawn in our underwear. I may have to marry this man...
Best thing I ever did was get a dog. She's like a living trip alarm to warn me of visitors while I'm masturbating.
I'm sorry I put my balls through your watch. On another note your roommate had them on his shoulder too sry
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