we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
Unfortunately, they didn't pull of their wake and bake plans. Instead, they waked and vomited like a half-retarded giraffe till everyone woke up.
You owe me a new pair of headphones. You plugged mine into the top of a mustard bottle.
Ok Ghana you win again. Tell you what...Double or nothing over women's tennis, basketball, hockey, war, baseball, golf, swimming, diving, oil spills, box office proceeds, internet porn sites, criminals incarcerated, women's downhill, bass fishing, NASCAR, or GDP?
I actually enjoy jerking off to her facebook more than I enjoy actually fucking her. Just something with our generation
I should have questioned it early on when they said bring beer and chocolate syrup
You just sat there and yelled "I JUST WANT TO RUB MY NIPPLES"
Can we make a pact that if we're 40 and still sluts that aren't married we can get civil unioned the fuck up and raise an asian baby as our own?
I also have to vacuum the broken noodles out of my suitcase...
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
All I can think about are the cheese it's on my desk at work this morning. Like are those apologetic cheese it's or does he seriously think he still has a shot..
I am more than mildly offended he didn't screenshot the snapchat of my boobs.
Since I won't be making love with anyone on a bed of roses this year on Sunday I bought a Mustang to fill the gap
He kept spinning my wedding ring like thanks buddy I remember
how the FUCK did i spend 25 dollars at 50 cent beer night?
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