We should be called the Road Head Warriors
let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
I don't remember. Are we still dating?
they ran out of cups so I just drank out of a cowbell.
She had to get her inhaler in the middle of fucking...but she kept it in.
i dont know if you remember blowing your vomity nose directly into my hand...yeah thanks for that
You fuck like a mechanic. That is the universe telling you that is your true calling. Take this as a sign.
he was grinding on you and dedicated the song "I'm in Love With a Stripper" to you then started taking his own clothes off
Im surprised putting the throwing knife "dartboard" next to the door didnt end up worse
I kind of learned that hotels are unnecessary. Boys will just take you home, but that's tough with a group. I believe in us, though.
Dude he was a used car salesman for his friends' penises. I know I have something here that's right for you!
Fair enough. Everyone has some guilty pleasures. Yours is yourself
You climbed on top of the bar, shotgunned a 25oz fosters and screamed, Steve Irwin was a God amongst men.
after you left he started opening his bottles by smashing the neck against the edge of the fireplace and pouring beer into his mouth. it was about the manliest thing ive ever seen. its probably how lumberjacks open their beers... if they didnt have their axes handy.
I am way to hungover for it to be Thursday.
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