smell like capt'n and strawberry champagne
well most of my day revolves around power hour
Come downstairs. Moms serving wine for breakfast again.
dude, there's a fucking musical in my head. it's fucking awesome being this high.
Random girl at this party just gave me a lap dance in a la-Z-boy. Night significantly improved.
he actually managed to pick a girl up by telling her that her skirt was ugly and she didnt do a good job with her makeup. thats some seriously low selfesteem
on the way home I asked you what exit we get off at and your answer was "just like the goldfish"
Ive only seen a dude masterbate on a train twice, once on the Jtrain and once on the Ftrain... trust me you never wanna see where the subway turns around.
Well I blew a guy I barely know in full view of a homeless camp. That's pretty tame for me.
How would I get in touch with Carly Rae Jepsen if I wanted to thank her for the loss of my virginity?
I dont even think your gonna like what I got you for christmas. If not we can take it back and get drugs.
It takes a special kind of man to fart REALLY loudly right before entering a woman and still get some. This has been a state of bootytown address.
We left the bar and you kept yelling "ONWARD SCION, TO GLORY!!"
Wife and kids came home early...naked passed out covered in chili cheese Fritos dad will haunt them forever.
This is like a walk of shame down memory lane.
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