Good luck! Who knows he might be a stallion in the bedroom! or it could be like having sex with a crayon.
The difference between what I would do for a regular Klondike bar and an Oreo flavored Klondike bar is astounding
Theres also beggin' strips and a dog bone in the corner...nooo signs of there being a dog though.
But besides the pee thing, he sounds like a nice guy.
Also, we should really buy some bandaids. Right now I'm using toilet paper and scotch tape, but I don't really think that's sanitary.
Well, it's hard to say. Last night he puked a perfect circle around him on the floor, and then sat in it insisting it would protect him from the smoke monster. He's was still there last time I checked.
I'm eating a piece of cake like an apple. At least my thought process is healthy.
I'm gonna lurk in the mother fucking bushes and watch karma take him down like a gimpy gazelle.
You get drunk and try to bury your girlfriend in the sand JUST ONCE and all hell breaks loose
He got kicked out 3 times. I have no idea how he kept getting back in. I saw him walking on the highway the next morning.
I was the girl at the bar last night passing out free condoms and making sure everyone knew how to use them to keep the population down
I GOOGLED IT. BEES CAN MASTURBATE. WHAT.
I feel as though my head has drastically changed shape
There's not really an emoticon that says "I'm sorry I honked your boobs, and that you weren't a fan of that."
Anytime he goes down on me i automatically think of you cheering me on. Your a good friend.
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