We pay for beer, you give birth. It's how the world works.
She tried to keep her legs crossed last night while doing a keg stand. Way to keep it classy.
I don't remember her name, all I remember is trying to suck the wedding ring off her finger.
We left the bar, went to a sex shop, bought penis shotglasses, went back to the bar and insisted that the bartender used them.
If our dicks could shake hands in congratulations they would
For some reason I have a hard time believing getting drunk and recreating a movie about singing transvestites is ever very far from a situation you're in.
Of all the things I am low enough to do, how could you even doubt if that was one of them?
his extensive knowledge of the age of consent laws kinda scares me....
Like lay upon bear skin rugs, drink brandy and reminisce of the yesteryear's before a majestic fire place? Because those are my plans.
So Monday we're lesbians.
Deal. This decision is final and any rebates on this will result in losing an eyeball.
I don't know if trying Molly for the first time before my flight was an awesome or aweful idea
I want to die, ON THAT, with that INSIDE ME. ironically, I sense that would be the only time I'd feel alive.
FUCK the WHO, FUCK cancer, I'm gonna eat fucking bacon.
well, shes hot as hell, but she does keep saying she's the president of the loch ness monster's fan club, so that's kinda a red flag...
How’d it go?
I accidentally joined a cult
So not great...
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