As a matter of fact my bong is named Hulkamania brother
at the gym hungover with vodka in a water bottle. don't say i'm not fulfilling my resolutions
Well I'm glad to hear the fight wasnt over his small dick.
my mom used to put diet coke in my bottle. i can pretty much handle anything.
I want to know him. He looks like he makes really good breakfast burritos.
ur roommate just sent me a pic of us fucking. i'm not coming over anymore.
Come over. Drunk tacos.
That isn't even a sentence.
I kept the important parts.
I lost it last night. That was humiliating. Cincinnati is now covered in my puke.
I don't think everyone found it as funny as I did... Nothing says "Party's Over" like the sound of a pump action shotgun.
Well she started to strip and when she slung her hair at me, she painted my face with sweat. A LOT OF SWEAT. It was a weird boner.
I somehow turned head, shoulders, knees, and toes into a sobriety test
He is getting no nudes from me. I don't even care if I'm losing his legal advice.
Chicks dig it when you smell like bong water and frebreeze.
Can't be considered a walk of shame if you pick up donuts on the way home
You're moving up the public shitting ladder
Randomize
