we turned dreidel into a drinking game. i kept landing on gimel. im glad we have 7 more nights of this
I FOUND THE PROF I'M GOING TO FUCKKKK.
Where else am I to apply my creativity?
I don't know. Anywhere productive and not involving sex toys would be a start.
we were on a sandy mattress. i was wearing a sweatshirt with a poodle on it and eating a whopper jr. i wouldn't have fucked me either.
I just saw a guy getting escorted with handcuffs on, I'm too drunk to be at the airport right now.
I just feel like a little gay dolphin in a massive sea
turns out that the cat the james was trying to catch was a raccoon. call me when you get this, i need an ER buddy
If there was a saddle on his sack, she would ride it.
they need to invent a card that reads "thanks for all those boners you gave me that you did NOTHING about"
A man just poked my foot with his crutches while I'm shitting. Is that how the disabled gays ask for a glory hole blow jay?
I dressed up as a breathalyzer test for Halloween; never had so many straight dudes blow me before!
hey if you're going to the hospital do you wanna pick me up a taco on your way back
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
I'm literally rolling on acid for the first time during Thanksgiving. Help me.
I'm not gonna ask the guy I've fucked like 3 times if he is insecure about his eyebrows.
Randomize
