Let's make love on the newspapers that declare financial doomsday
also referred to as T.P.S. (Toddler Penis Syndrome)
Yep Great. Apparently I didn't just say things once that night. Drink. Yell. Repeat.
U also mentioned u werent wearing any underwear hahahaha
I watched the entire movie Forgetting Sarah Marshall before I realized it was in Spanish.
I just want dick. Yours just gets priority because it is glorious
Worst bachelorette party. She got smashed and cried because she thinks she might have herpes from when she cheated on him. Not looking good for them.
Nothing kills the mood when I am hooking up on the dance floor like the DJ saying Happy Valentines.
I had to carry you down because your legs weren't moving anymore but you were carrying the weights you stole from that guys room... and that's where the bruises came from.
All I remember was after sex she kept trying to take pictures of my dick "for memories"
pesky things like morals, self-preservation and cowardice are not needed. overkill is nothing but a word. there will be blood.
The only thing about him that I appreciated was that he destroyed the bathroom at your birthday and missed singing to you. And we all knew.
Just threw up in the trash can at my desk. I guess "beating the hangover" eventually leads to this.
I've got 3 hot dudes surrounding me. It's the Bermudick Triangle.
you tried to drunkinly do the backflip kick off of karate kid and broke the big screen
It's confirmed. I have two dates on Saturday, and they are both named Mike.
Randomize