I totally give up. Optimus Prime just fell from the top of the Great Pyramid into the hypostyle hall at Karnak.
Different chick, same blowjob, same parking lot.
I feel like I'm back in highscool trying to hide my erections at work
I just ordered a 3 square foot pizza. This is how to beat an eating disorder.
I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.
We followed the campus tour around in a golf cart drinking PBR and blasting "Sexual Healing."
All I'm saying is that your next houseguest had better not barge in on me in the shower demanding I wash the stolen dye from his hair. I'm not doing that a second time.
it went ok. then he slept in a parking lot and took me out for a picnic the next day. boys are confusing.
how many people can say they bit their tattoo off?
I think if wine wasn't a thing I'd give up on life.
We kind of broke a table making out. So yes, I'd say it was successful.
Last time I checked he was house sitting for his ex while she was out of town with some new dude. He was crying about how the guy told him to stay out of his whiskey while he was gone. That's whipped
i have a strong feeling that today will be a naked day for me...i don't feel like doing shit
Im bringing my light up rubber ducky just in case we end up at a rave tonight. HE CHANGES COLOR!
What's a really polite way of saying "you have gravely overestimated the value of your vagina?"
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