I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
Its where this guy sticks a jar up his ass. Be prepared to be suspended between vomiting and cheering.
Exactly. All of us sinners go to hell and get nothing while all of the goody two shoes get to go to heaven where its all pink floyd, lasers, and pot.
Vodka @ 9pm. Library. Nothing can go wrong, I promise.
It's a gateway drink.... Starts with wine... Then I wake up in my car with mascara on my arms covered in french fries...
Let's just say I've never been so continually aware of my nipples before.
The alcohol just runs so smoothly thru my veins.
also Jesus you really need to change your diet. I just washed your baby gravy out of my hair and it's so acidic my hair is damaged. You have killer sperm
My tuesday consisted of speaking to a federal agent for two hours and watching a roving band of gypsies jump over a fire until 2:30am
I'm sorry I called your mother a reasonably-priced receptacle.
You were dancing to the Bee Gees, at 3am, with a piece of ham on your head. Moral of the story, You can't drink.
I cant believe you made me read bad furry sexts
OF COURSE I NEED TO KNOW I MUST KNOW EVERYTHING
YOU ARE NOT OMNIPOTENT AND YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH THAT
I AM OMNIPOTENT AND YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH THAT
I knew I no longer wanted to bone him when he put the Grease soundtrack on as "mood music", no guy looks attractive singing and dancing to greased lightning naked.
So, is Canada considered an excessive distance to go for a booty call? Asking for a friend...
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