Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
i just walked passed a table of guys by myself.. they looked @ me talked and then yelled 7
id pin you as more of an 8
babies were throwing up all over the place
That should be a holiday. like easter. but bulges instead of baskets
we screwed to my bar mtzvah tape, I became a man while watching myself becom a man
I was just counting ceiling tiles when he ate me out, it was that bad.
You just kept yelling, "THAT'S THE POWER OF PINESOL, BABY!"
In hindsight, the torn ligament in my knee is probably the fault of the ginbucket and jager bombs starting at 3pm. I guess I'll stop blaming it on you.
I'm challenging a 70 yr old alcoholic woman who is half my size tonight. Wish me luck
no more heavy drinking durning the lady that cleans the office told me i have to emtpy my own thrash if i puke in it
Tornado booty call.. dedication
Just had sex in an ice hut. What have you done with your holiday break?
Apparently when your theatre teacher asks who the best actor of our time is, Nicolas Cage is not the right answer.
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.
It's not a walk of shame if you run
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