I can't believe you blew on her face.
I feel that every long term relationship needs at least one big,load delivered straight between the eyes.
I think, one-on-one, Paul Rudd could be very threatening in like a REALLY good way.
We put her face under a blacklight.....it looked like fireworks
I knew I was high when I wanted to write a poem about how great it felt to wash my face
how did the keg end up in the top bunk?
It would be like bopping for an apple with my penis but never winning an actual prize. The only thing I would get from it would be the joy from taking part but then regretting it forever more
It was smashing those cupcakes into my face that did it. Junk food and I don't mix.
I would rather deep fry my own cock while it's still attached to me than have his life.
You know how there are wrinkles in your brain? What if they were filled with potato chips? That's kind of how my head feels now.
He stumbled into my room, flopped on my bed, shoes on my pillow and asked me for a juice box. Then fell asleep with the juice box on his forehead.
Please rescue me. but take your time, im getting pizza
I just threw up vodka and hot dogs in a handicapped stall with someone in it who couldn't make me leave because he couldn't walk.
By talk him into it I assume you mean blow him into it.
He just flipped the beer pong table and set the ceiling fan on fire things are about to get crazy
well I ran around the park drunk with a plastic baby and fell, all while screaming "I WILL PROTECT YOU CARLOS", yeah there's video
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