so chris just stuck his hand between rachel's legs and yelled 'TROUT!' and we were like...you're wasted
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
mom and dad are leaving for florida on 4/20, this is a sign
she's googling pictures of Freddy Mercury and whispering 'I'm ready'
who knew that if you vomit while skydiving the puke goes up towards the people that are behind you.
it was like getting a handjob from robocop
I could get a dump truck for 1000. Think of the possibilities.
You do realize there's a subtle difference between not remembering your outfit from april 17th of last year vs forgetting that last night you undressed in the street and were grabbing every dick you could reach, right?
I dunno... But she calls vodka "dancing juice"
LOVE ME LIKE A KANGARO LOVES A POUCH YOU DUMB CUNT
Yeah, clearly. And then we can float around my room on Christmas themed inner tubes. And drink, I guess.
How sad is it that I'm looking in the farm & garden section of craigslist to find a weed dealer. I mean, that's where they'd be right? Just gotta break the code.
Hold on... Are we having an intellectual conversation about porn?
Yup
I love us.
All I'm saying is the next time I see him naked, there better be something in it for me that doesn't end in bailing him out of jail.
And I'm sorry for punching you in the face when I drunkenly threw my sandwich
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