so last night was fun and all.. but you might want to get tested
Just incase you were wondering, the count of ladies who have perioded on chairs at our fine restaurant is now at 3.
glow-in-the-dark stars on his ceiling from '98 totally make blowing him more romantic.
Her "get-your-paper-done-early-blowjob" incentive is the thing that has successfully deterred my procrastination
Just threw the poptarts. Sgits boutta go Down. 1 liter of wine
This guy either needs to stop touching me or buy me another drink.
You were jumping on the trampoline and screaming that you couldn't feel the fire.
In case you're keeping score at home, this is Brad's SECOND Doritos-related trip to the ER.
Hangover or death. Death. I'll have a slice of death please.
I think this is the rare instance where the babysitter should get sex as payment from the person being babysat plus you'll get birthday sex. It's a win-win.
Pain in my heart, regret in my vagina
words I never want to hear dad say again: "Trevor you sexy man you"
This guy has a theme song for the joints he rolls
Dude, never piss off a hungover boss.
Did we just second hand smoke crack?
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