your butthole totally puckers for the ginge
You surviving the open bar?
Super asto ex polenta omaha botad
I think I'd remember a dick in my mouth
My mom made me chili for when I get home from the bar. Those are the standards I expect you to live up to
she left around the point i tried to tie her hair around my dick
I've decided I'm peeing in a solo cup then throwing it on his windshield. It's official. He called the cops 4 times in our first week at the house. He deserves it, right?
Aqua-barf. When you are about to puke in the toilet but pass out face first instead...and then puke. WITH YOUR FACE IN THE BOWL. There is no escaping the puke ring you have on your face. I know first hand.
My only regret is not throwing up on the conveyor belt in the dining hall
let's see, i ended up walking for an hour towards a macdonalds that didnt exist, sprinted full tilt into a powerline, and left a 30 dollar tip to a waitress at dennys we made friends with. I REGRET NOTHING
WE COULD TOTALLY DO ECSTASY AND GO TO THAT CAT SHELTER OFF OF BROADWAY.
Maybe if he'd step up his game and get a real job instead of donating plasma and trying to grow pot then you wouldn't feel compelled to write prisoners in Oregon.
She looks like a beluga.
I want to splash her with water and when she screams say "I didn't want you to die. You looked parched"
As we have told you before, the first rule of hook-up bingo is we don't talk about hook-up bingo
If not, I can murder my liver twice...it's like a cat, it has 9 lives
I just bought two 8 Balls of Coke from the chick nurse that stitched my leg together in the ER after my bike accident last summer.
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