how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
the thought of Anne Coulter teabagging Dick Cheney kills me everytime.
so i woke up thsi morning with a phadora on my head, no shirt and a huge hangover? want to help me figure this out?
He has a chalkboard tally in his bathroom of "Me vs. Toilet". He's losing.
just shottied a beer can with a pumpkin carver. i love October.
life is no where near the amusement park it was when I was on Vicodin.
he put $150 on the cabs dash so 9 of us could pile in and ride 3 blocks to the apartment.
some asshole was waslkibg around with ab electric razor and shaving parts of peoples heads.
Think of where it's been though. That Dr. Suess book, "Oh the Places You'll go" was written for his penis.
And the funny thing is when I went to the kitchen this morning, all 4 pizzas were still there in their boxes, untouched. My question to you is: what were we eating last night?
Speaking of testosterone. I saw a girl with a moustache thicker than one I can grow last night...
I was thinking more like a "sorry you can hear us, but I'm having the best sex of my life" cake
It wasn't exactly a dick pic. It was more like a body shot with a hint of wiener.
I didn't realize how hungover I was until I fell asleep in my math lecture, and woke up I'm my history class. How is got there still remains a mystery...
Things change once you put a ring on it. 5 years ago if I had morning wood she would have gone nympho on that. Now I am just lucky if she touches it rolling when we sleep.
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