If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
so the situation is a+b=c where "a" is how much you weight, "b" is my gravitational pull, and "c" is how erect your penis is.
dude I heard her through my door. She sounded like you were holding her head under water and they letting her up for air. I recorded that shit
You sent her a pic of your dick with 'guess what you cant have anymore' written on it with a marker.
what do i owe you?
$237.46 to be exact.
if im having that much fun on the weekend i better start remembering it.
I wrote my name on his balls in sharpie. In the homosexual world that's like a diamond ring. Shits permanent.
I think you have the right to know, the water bottle you drank out of the other night is the bottle we use to catch what drips from the toilet. Love you!
You were dancing with a coffee pot of rum in one hand and a joint in the other. So that should explain everything.
Someone left me hummas on my door step between the hours of 1am-3am
Idk I was embarrassed that I hit it too hard so I played it off by spitting out bong water like a 'whales blowhole'
AND I HAVE A NICE COCK! A STRIPPER TOLD ME SO IT MUST BE TRUE!
I may or may not be sitting in a bubble bath drinking wine, watching Jurassic park, and wearing a Russian fur hat.
Ive decided to see your threat against my life as you flirting
It's a shame, really, because he's got the cock of a horse... And the personality of dry toast.
OMG LOOK AT THAT PIECE OF MAN
I haven’t trained for this.
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