someone get that fucking seahorse.
there's paper in my vomit.
it was like his penis was on wheels.
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
I'm sad your dog died... Her name is my stripper name.
I figured that I'd start organizing the places ive given head. I'll add treehouse right after bandroom
There are 18k people at the game and I'm next to the one guy who pulls his underwear down to his ankles to piss.
I beat my mom's friend's boyfriend in a vodka chugging competition. Our generation FTW.
You got pulled on stage by a stripper who wore ruffled ankle socks and did jumping jacks for her dance. Then you were put in a chokehold by a security guard that almost cried because you supposedly said "fuck you!" to him.
It was awk he was sittin on a plastic backyard chair in his underwear and high white socks in the dark watching the nuggets game
There's so much mac and cheese stuck to my foot right now
I just got the most majestic image of a potato sack full of dildos getting whipped at your head in slow motion.
He came on my favorite pants. He is dead to me.
I hope the lord has blessed you with many tampons, child.
He was singing on top of spaghetti, and then started crying. He said it was the saddest song ever, "so so sad".
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