Where is the hickey?
Heard at work: Get out of my face before I cuntpunch you so hard your granddaughters have miscarriages. I love my job.
I'm moving there. Get me hired.
He had one of those small greek statue penises
writing the newer testament. It's the 3rd for the series. I'll update u the rule changes later.
we made malted milkshakes. malt as in malt liqour.
the number of desperate girls at the gym right now is unfair. it would be cruel not to let one blow me.
What are you doing St Patricks day? I'm banned from all work parties with open bar ever since the cinco de mayo party that I dumped a drink on my co-workers head and played air guitar on my boss' ankle cast.
styled my pubes into a mustache as a surprise. Thought you should know
I agreed not to hook up with any randoms while she's on vacation, if that isn't a show of good faith then I don't know what is...
It's like some sort of initiation to finger one of them... so I did it. And got high fived afterwards like a dozen times.
Those were right hand only?
We spent 45 minutes searching the crevices of our friend's car with a pair of tweezers trying to find the acid that we dropped
hopefully I won't be diving through a thorn bush to escape an explosion this time
I just made the same noise looking at my salami sandwich as I do hooking up with you.
You showed up at 4 am holding a beer and wearing a wig you apparently found in the dumpster.
That explains some things...
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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