dude, that girl smelled worse than the great depression.
So it's like pop-o-matic trouble, but with penises
Oh i forgot. I hit on a mentally challenged girl too.
if I was a wizard from waverly place we wouldn't b having these problems
I am at a striph cluv. They are ovealls everywhere. I have hot rock botto.
My mom wanted me and my brother to have some bonding time before I left for school. Our bonding time consisted of us smokin a few bowls then goin to Red Robin to cure the munchies. Ooo how I love family time :)
i left with the words "thank you for undersanding my sluttiness"
something isn't right. i offered to be his sex slave and he declined..
It's been so long since i rode in a trunk. I'm riding in a trunk btw
Your first words after putting out the flames, "how am I supposed to eat girls out with my top lip burned off??"
Yeah no more flaming everclear shots.
So my dealer asked me if I wanted to join his circle because we smoked so much this summer he thinks we're dealing
She is currently expressing her joy for "bad to the bone" through interpretive dance...
Get this. He's a red head and he works at country oven bakery. He will forever be known as the gingerbread man.
you bounced a quarter off my butt and it came back hitting you in the eye. karma, bitch.
she glued two packs of googly eyes on you while you were blacked out. We talked her out of using her hot glue gun.
ummmm thanks
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