Cold hands, warm shart.
Just set a new record on Need For Speed at the arcade. Had to enter Tiger Woods as the name.
What? Cold floors are soothing when you have a hangover. How am I supposed to pass that up. Even if I'm at my parents house
Your sister reminds me of me at her age. Stop her while you can.
Dont forget about the tuna sandwich behind your TV
I'll still trying to understand the context of your "punch her with my cock" comment.
Come now. I'm bloody but I'll give you the best fuck of your life.
She still didn't believe that he would cheat on her so I finally said "how else would I know that his batman mask is still in the back of his car from halloween?" I think she accepted it
I want to show up to tomorrow's study group looking like I got hit by a train. A train made of dicks.
I can not be a lesbian living on Beaverland.
He staggered in with his pants around his ankles and yelled that he lost his pants
The problem is that you are trying to hold on to some dignity. Let it go. I hope your rash gets better.
I woke up this morning to find myself laying in a beer puddle with "I'm sorry" written on the shaft of my dick and Nicole was nowhere to be found. Gotta love her
For future reference: bathtub full of cheeseburgers = win.
I miss your drunken presence, and strong odor of hard liquor and potent weed.
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