U dropped me off n it hit me, i made it inside for exactly shit thirty on the nose, another minute n i would of had brown trowsers
check it out our google latitudes are spooning
but it happened after you broke up with me and before we made up.
people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
She came to work with 6 additional layers of make-up, playing every Nickelback song about explicit teen sex, and with a dozen twinkies she bet she could finish without chewing any. I'm investing in a rape whistle.
does my mom think that having an ed hardy lighter is going to get her laid?
you'll never guess what i found when i got home...
a cake, in the toilet
well you're talking about the girl who after 4 years, several relationships and several fuck buddies, has yet to have sex in an actual bed
The Angel on my shoulder is now resorting to merely reminding me that, "You will regret this later." I'm not sure if he's learning how I think or just giving up. Either way, should make life a bit more interesting.
I went back to the party but by then they were all sitting on the floor in the dark listening to we are the champions on full blast.
All you need to know is that isn't jizz
there's still three solo cups of your puke in my basement. so that needs to be solved at some point.
Pretty sure I just puked up sand. And nothing else.
There's a fine line between kinky and serial killer
I woke up with a pube in my teeth...I'm disturbed cause we're both clean shaven
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