her voice is like 435,765 daggers being simultaneously twisted into my eardrum
i'd rather just be hit by a car than answer her phone calls
so then she threw up in his asshole
yep..that'll do it.
i wish every aspect of life was like a bar. flirt with the cute guy two feet across from you and get whatever you want for free
since we're both too lazy to go to each others house, you drink there, i'll drink here and we'll skype. it's the same thing.
He gave Paula abdoul a run for her crazy
Honestly, It follows the same rules as Cock Roulette.
In anticipation of No Judgement Tuesday, I believe a Can We LOL At What We Did Last Night Saturday is in order
So some sort of safe sex group just flash mobbed the bar by putting condoms over people's beers.
They left screaming as a hale of lubbed up condoms rained into their hair.
Should I tell them about my ticket for possession or about how I'm shitting blood? Which one will gain the most sympathy?
I've come to the conclusion that the dicks in Arizona just don't have enough size for me.
He is dust bro dust in the wind I waited in this unlocked car long enough.
think he just told me if I need to shit I should go outside.
No more stories ab the wkend for co-workers... No one else found "and I didn't have pants on when I got home Saturday night" as funny as I did.
They are stoned and trying to learn sign language together. It's like watching a chimp waving at itself in a mirror.
the twins are trying to figure out which one is the one doing body shots off a janitor in this picture
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