I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
She was hit by a car at 47 mph and lived. That explains everything.
he had more hair on his balls then in my Easter basket
i get tired of guys telling me there married or they have a girlfriend. they act like it concerns or matters to me
After the sixth shot I started to slur my pauses.
A female Wisconsin fan just headbutted the bouncer. Im deeply terrified and oddly aroused at the same time.
Sarah Palin just got hired for Fox News. Watch out Jersey Shore... there's a new drinking game in town
Someday soon you'll wake up next to a bottle of jameson and a half eaten lean cuisine and then you'll be just like me.
I made a google map for "places I got blow jobs"
My masturbation fantasy just had a wedding theme. I need new hobbies.
Every girl my sister has brought home from college I've had sex with, check and mate motherfucker
Let me begin to explain the rest of last night by beginning with saying that out if necessity I took a pair of your underwear
just for future reference, lake water is NOT mix for hard stuff. nor is it an adequate substitute.
Nobody likes ball hair. Not even gay dudes
If you survived your 72 hour masturbation marathon put on some pants and come over. My mom dropped off a lasagna.
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