you made cement angels. it was a great sight.
dibs on John Mayer's hood pass
so he woke up after being passed out and yelled that he had brought back moon rocks for everybody...
Nicee. Atleast your phone doesn't change pen in to PENISsSSSSSSS like mine does
I made this pact with my vagina, though. No more heartless fuckery.
Burnt my ear trying to use the bathroom blow dryer as a telephone.
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
I have so much boob sweat I could bathe a baby
I think shooting the BMW with the bow and arrow is when our group became the evening's antagonist
Tranny group. Dance off. Horse hair and dicks swinging. I. Cant. Unsee. This.
You said you wanted to wrap his dick in a tortilla and make a spicy burrito. Let me just say, most girls don't have this hard of a time getting laid.
Sorry about flashing you in front of your mom.
Our DD will meet us there. The strippers are sending a limo to pick him up. He promised them New Years Eve massages. Said he would still drive us home.
How does one un superglue their foot to the floor
Look. All I'm saying is that if the USWNT can win a shit ton of medals and have two gay love stories with happy endings, there's still hope in this world
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