so heres a good story. about 6 hrs ago i took a bath with bruce blasting. and 6 hrs later i woke up still in my bathtub but in cold water
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
2 bagels in my tummy and my herpes on my mind
he told me he wanted to get "words" tattooed on his penis so he could say hes always putting words in my mouth..
the nurse was shocked when I handed her a cup of green piss. what did she expect giving me a drug test on st. patty's day?
Annd you probably wouldn't of fallen down the stairs if you didn't insist on taking 'finale shots'
the guy in the stall next to me, came in, farted, laughed, and proceeded to give himself some sort of hillbilly pep talk that included the phrase "big pussy".
I want him to be my next love. So I'm taking it slow
As in ill only blow him next week
It's only 8pm and Karl already got a stripper fired.
The doctor told me if I woke up with a broken foot and don't know how it happened, I might want to look into getting treatment.
The cop looked me right in the eye and apologized for cock blocking me.
She told me the only rule was that I couldn't cum on her Batman blanket.
So my ex just asked for my address to send me his wedding invitation... in Europe. Awesome.
That’s basically a green light to fuck his dad
Her tits are so fantastic they gave him a panic attack.
I have a mild substance abuse problem, but I'm still a functioning member of society. America.
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