i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
in my opinion joe jonas is kinda pointless. hes just the pretty boy front runner.
he kept farting in my kitchen and blaming it on the dog. then we went to wendy's and he spent twenty minutes in the bathroom. im pretty sure he shit his pants.
you should have known when you found out he drove a mini cooper not to hang out with him.
honey bunches of taint.
i was like hansel and gretel. i puked a trail from mcdonalds to our place so i could find my way back in the morning
Drunk sex destroyed my coffee table... ikea this weekend?
So, do you think I should wash the ashes off of my forehead before going to the strip club?
downstairs . braiding the drunk passed out girls hair, she will thank us In the morning
She gave him a lap dance on the glass table. You can guess how that ended
ROOF CAVED IN, WE'RE GUNNA MAKE A WATERSLIDE
U have successfully fucked my brains out. I just almost put deodorant on like chapstick
Hypothetically speaking, when I get a sugar glider would it be frowned upon to bring it Ito classes with me in m pocket?
I need to align my fucking chakras
We're both fucking guys named Frank. Our friendship was meant to be.
Yea.. And you'll love me a whole lot more when I start letting my vagina make all the decisions..
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