he invited me to an all week drinking party at his house. apparently he knows the key to my heart is booze shaped.
You dont ever try to use your dick as a power washer to get bits of poop of the toilet bowl?
He's sitting on the floor holding his bracket and crying, literally crying... he just keeps saying "Kansas how could you?" over and over
I don't want her to kill herself before she gets over me, getting mentioned in a suicide note isn't very fly.
but it's kind of a high honor.
we can't become the bulimic house in the complex dude. Besides, you need teeth for your career.
downstairs . braiding the drunk passed out girls hair, she will thank us In the morning
On an unrelated note: I'm also a big advocate of the "never waste a boner" theory.
that's why you don't digest questionable powders from girls wearing tutus at a dirty club
some guy just burried his vomit in the sand.
We are smoking a hash blunt ... Bring your emergency inhaler
Who knows. Maybe the world would be a better place if more people sent their drug dealers thank you cards.
No. 70% of the female population would find them attractive. The other 30% are lesbian and even they would appreciate them for their strong bodies and athletic capabilities.
I spent the entire night stroking his hair. He was cool with it. Never thought a ginger stoner would help me work through my social anxiety but here we are.
He had a hook in his ceiling. I think I'm in love!
I didn’t want to see that boob. I told her not to show me but she said “no, I’m going to show you”
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