I literally ate my thanksgiving dinner while getting a lapdance. And honestly, after that, there is no other way.
So chef boyardee smells exactly the same after you throw it up
i literally discovered the exact same thing last week. i had the lasagna one
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are any of them hardcore sluts...just absolute worthless human beings? if not the paper wins
there is a time and a place for ass-grabbing and that was not it.
I'm kind of concerned that there are now two different videos of me with knives
Safe to say I relapsed into my old chatroulette drunk flashing days.
You turned to me, winked, whispered "man the harpoons" and walked out with the fat chick
I think all the stress in my life right now can be directly correlated with never winning a game of Bop It as a child.
I got another blow job proposal last night. Skills.
is there any kind of "im boning my neighbor and he happens to be a manager at walmart" discount that our new relationship entitles me to??
Like an undercooked grilled cheese that got cold again. But hairy.
And there goes my desire for sandwiches. Forever.
If one more dude who finds out I'm a cop asks to see me in uniform I'm gonna become asexual
Drunk and bowling. Only good things can come of this
If you wanna fuck the pudding, fuck the pudding. Just not the chocolate, Im gonna eat that.
We found him. He just came running out of the closet with a bruise on his face saying he has been fighting elves in Narnia for a year.
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