Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
ya i vaguely remember microwaving a whole package of bacon for 20 minutes or so and then eating it all around 4am
If you did the rosary as much as you masturbated, you would be the pope
My favorite part was walking in the bathroom, you fixing yourself in the mirror, calling your reflection a fag, then throwing a haymaker into the paper towel dispenser before going back out to the bar.
we are all four or five tequila-induced decisions away from shitting in a bucket, come get me please.
He just stared into my eyes and touched himself. That isn't hooking up.
It felt as if we were fucking on a sea of baby feet and morgan freemans face hair
Thanks for taking care of me. I hope I didn't pee in your car.
Is it OK to disqualify a potential therapist if she lists 50 Shades of Gray as her favorite book? Or is that a good thing?
By the way, just opened the browser on my phone for the first time today... And it was it the "images" section of "who invented ass fucking"
So thanks for that
yeah, you could tell they werent used to the strange things that i say. they were all outright shocked when i told one guy i hoped someone kidnapped him and stretched his dickhole over a fire hydrant
Definitely just poured my beer into a McDonald's cup so I could walk through Walmart without judgment. 'Murica.
I've only fucked to 2 Fleetwood Mac songs, that must be why my life feels so empty.
Yo I'm lookin at the cows. They're just fucking docile things
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