There was an extended period of my adolescent life where my friends and I would get high, drive around in my minivan listening exclusively to the wu tang clan, and intentionally crash into snowbanks
apparently my drunken alterego is a lazyeyed bisexual.
I told her it just looked small because my balls were gigantic. She bought it.
At least I can take solace in the fact that with 8 billion some odd people in the world, at least one of them is shitting in their own car right now.
Well you know what I always say about freshmen.... If you want it, and they've got it... get it.
in retrospect, i probably shouldn't have referred to his dick as "travel size"
We named our saturday intramural dodgeball team "we're hungover". Pretty much just an excuse to fuel my alcoholism on friday nights.
Doctorate. Vaginahole. Cinnamon. Rainbow. Fill in the blanks in the morning.
Guys, right now i need a picture of a squirrel, preferably with one of you guys but not necessary.
At what point during this road trip should I let them know I've been drinking in the backseat the whole time and can't take my turn driving?
I sent him a pic of my tits and he said "Word." I need a drink.
You made me drive your car so you could give the dude from the parking lot a BJ in the back seat. Classy.
So i woke up this morning to find my boss passed out on my living room floor.. Awkward? Haha
I may not have my dignity, pride or sanity but I have my pants.
I think I kinda scared him when I tried to wrap his snake around his dick while he was trying to nap.
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