So I pulled my t-shirt down, pushed my boobs up and marched right into that church!
I didnt expect it either. But she was there and I had a boner, so i made it happen.
just chased whiskey with a pickle. i definitely recommend it
You showed the cops outside of the bar your boobs and then decided to go apologize to them. They admitted that the reason they hung out there was because of girls like you.
They are baked and once again have spent the last 45 mins talking about opening up a world wide business called "pickle on a stick"
Well besides you comparing him to your dead cat, I'd say it was fine.
The leasing office is hiring, so I gave them my resume and class schedule. I doubt they'll call me considering last summer at their "exotic animal" pool party I marched in with a funnel and demanded the employees chug. I doubt they've forgotten.
He just had a handle of vodka with ice in it yelling at people hot august night mother fuckaaaaa and was pouring it on his face
You should kill a bro for me and drag his carcass home so I can study him.
I wish my bank account would intervene on my life choices.. $200+ in alcohol in 2 weeks and a $40 McDonald's bill is a cry for help.
I am sorry. I am also on acid.
I'm honored that you could tear yourself away from your girlfriend's vagina long enough to text me.
I am googling "notable people who had syphilis"
Life lesson... stop having side pieces that know each other...ffs.
You texted him 17 times. Asking for him back and sending random pictures of Jimmy Buffett. He didn't answer.
Randomize
