so chris just stuck his hand between rachel's legs and yelled 'TROUT!' and we were like...you're wasted
No, you can still breathe under the balls.
your suggestions for charades were, getting sucked into an aircraft turbine, getting raped by a dolphin, and having sex with a vacuum cleaner. you got your own, and actually used a vacuum cleaner as a prop.
Not only do I have sand in my ass, but a crab pinched me while we were fucking. Still totally worth it.
Some one left their pants in the elevator.
Can you pinpoint the moment you decided it was acceptable to trade blow jobs for beers or was it a gradual slide?
the girl walking home behind me started yelling and pointing "i want an ass like hers!" i feel vaguely accomplished.
I'm sorry and I love you. One day we're going to live in a whore mansion with our babies and make boys cry.
trust me, you don't know shame until you're in a peacock costume getting CPR by random dudes
Right now he's sitting in the chair pointing to me to go away. He's trying to have quiet time with his penis.
Just specific performance'd my way into her pants. I literally said specific performance and that shit worked. Thanks B. Law!
I just want to drink cheap wine and throw my bra at an aging singer songwriter
You could see the bone sticking out of his shin and he insisted he was "just gunna walk it off"
he asked me why I let you steal the gnome, and you jumped out of the bathroom, yelled "you know why!" and ran outside with said gnome
Just realized that I indirectly pay for sex through my cable bill
Wow. He is an expensive lay
I still have to figure out the cost per lay. It could be a financially sound investment
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