We walked because you started screaming when you finally realized he wasn't Ben Bailey and it wasn't the Cash Cab.
I can't get a boner in the bathroom of a buffet.
if that dog is afraid of alcohol then he's no dog of mine
So we are lighting beer bottles on fire and breaking them in half to make glasses
That sounds dangerous
Don't worry......were wearing oven mits.
He was like an artic tracker. Walked ten paces from the tree, then 15 paces from the mailbox, dug down in the snow, and pulled up the case of beer he hid from his parents out there. It tasted like ice cold success.
I mean...he was throwing up for almost 3 consecutive hours. I don't think there's a chance in hell that would have tasted even close to tolerable.
New justification for blow: drug week; 'how it's made'
I refuse to apologize. Any dick that comes that close to my face uninvited is gonna get bit
Funny how I'm trusting a magic 8 ball I found in the kids toy section to tell me about my sex life
If you can't drink with the big boys, give up your beer and go back to the playpen
I didn't want sex last night, but she charmed my dick out of my pants like a snake charmer.
We can't go out this weekend. My uterus is so desperate it's given me permanent beer goggles
Please tell me I did not drink enough whiskey to think that having sex with my boyfriend while his best friend was on the floor next to us was a good idea.
She and I had some intense sexual tension earlier when she dumped a package of apple straws all over my body.
We made a blanket fort in my dorm room and fucked in it. Twice. I'm in love.
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