you kept typing in answers.com, why are the state police calling my house, expecting an answer
Responsibility: Hiding your beer when your DWI clients who are out on bond come to talk to you at bars.
Puke, feathers, beads, and solo cups all on my way to class. I'm surprised anyone's alive after this weekend.
I have a LOT of reasons to worry about radical feminists taking my lady balls, frankly. A lot.
That moment half way through a run when you realize you have to take a giant shit. I was racing against my bowels that last mile. Now my sweat is suctioning my ass to this toilet seat. Enjoy that NSA.
They were so huge my eyes were just drawn to them. Boob gravity man.
We compared her boobs to bacon. I'm probably going to have to justify that.
Sex in your truck helped me start regaining feeling in my jaw. Thanks!
Goodnight Shia. Goodnight Moon.
So now I know what having sex while surrounded by chickens feels like.
No, it's like a legit blood drive. It's not just her out in some parking lot with needles and ziplock bags
I don't know what that means. Any of it. BUT I will be at your house at 10:20 and you better be ready to get high as balls.
I mean, I was expecting a little more coke snorting and a little less kids and cake
I've been trying to fall asleep with ice packs covering my vagina for the last hour... Sorry for being vulgar. I'm going to kill myself.
Adulthood is putting your bongs in the dishwasher because you're too lazy to clean them manually.
Are you ok dude?
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