Sry I called you an 8
Britney fell asleep on the couch in the foier, got up stripped then pissed on the floor. Then got dressed and went to sleep in it. Also downstairs toilet clogged. Not me. I will be gone by the time you get home from work. Have fun.
People with herpes should wear stickers.
I'm too hungover for some lady to talk to me about potatoes
just 'accidentally' changed my relationship status to 'in an open relationship' just to see what offers I might get if I were to dump him. it's not looking good
I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
But you have work tomorrow. And a whore to pick up. And a dinner to eat. And a vagina to slaughter. Your day is full!
I appreciate the concept of vaginal slaughtering.
I still don't know why you took that job... it sounds miserable
not having any beer money sounds even more miserable
You ran down the alley towards a stranger screaming "you took my beer".... Then proceeded to run into a garage, fall down, and scream about how your shirt makes you look fat.
Look at the picture I MADE him take with me...like why??? He's holding my foot?
She told me "I think I'm going to puke tonight" a few seconds later she said smiling"I can't wait!"
So hypothetically speaking.. say someone dropped their birth control pill in a hot bowl of soup, and it possibly disintegrated.. would it be just as useful?
...blackout vacation is awesome. Where did you end up? I think i'm in Miami.
Hospital.
She's like a squirrel. She spazzes out all the time.
His nipple licking is glorious
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