remember that time i ran away from the bar and passed out in a street cot?
neither do i
This is clearly one of those "A hole's a hole" situations
i just fingered the ice cream at home instead of getting a spoon
been there done that
He literally didn't stop until I lost count of how many times he made me orgasm. It took three hours.
And with me just getting pulled over and you maxing your card out on tennis balls I don't know if we can afford it
Seriously though, you almost tore my right nipple off.
you started petting my head and said "there there, majestical unicorn. it won't be long before we get you back to neverland."
My New Years Resolution is to get everyone to start talking like a 40 year old douchebag. From now on, you will only refer to me as Chief.
See? I told you no boy in roller skates could be entirely straight.
He's gonna be so upset when he get's a real job and can't do serious drugs.
My uterus is doing all sorts of karate moves to break free of my body.
Would it be irresponsible to use my tax refund for a boob job?
Yes. Highly encouraged though.
If I could go one week without being called a maneater or a spanish trolip that would be great.
Its guy fieris flavor town of suffering™
So if I run into you on the street, I'm supposed to just stop drop and suck your dick?
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