I'm wearing a childsize birthday hat and a bib. I am the def of sex appeal rite now
I judge my drunkenness on my brickbreaker playing skills. I'm winning. Suck it.
the party we crashed was not a party. the party we crashed was jens grandads funeral.
I didn't know it was possible to make picking up dog shit look sexy.
She did the bend and snap...
So can you tell me who's underwear is on the cat?
Yea. You cant just squeeze my balls. They are sensitive
All those movies are bullshit, there is no way to run down a line of parked cars, they`re too far apart. my faces hurts so much right now
Yeah we do. It needs to be like a good penis- long, substancial, and able to make people cry.
That's not a current picture, because if you look deep enough into my eyes you can still see morals. Not these days.
Like I'm not tryna become president or marry a doctor or some shit here, like one level above garbage is all I'm asking for
I never want to even look at fireball again because it reminds me of the night I died and then lived to tell the tale of how I died.
I remember 2 things. 1. Hanging through the window. 2. And she needing a bucket to puke in. That’s all. I have no other memory.
conclusion: canadians have really freaky sex
After he finished, he fell on the floor and whispered "finally satisfied"
You’ll (maybe) appreciate that I picked at my ingrown hair again. Quarantine updates are getting BLEAK.
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