This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
I will make out with the first guy who tries to pick me up with a lyric from a rap song. I won't even reply, just be on him like whoa.
I call biggest shit show at the party. I welcome all challengers.
Literally 6000 elephants in my backyard.
The musician playing at the bar just puked inside his acoustic guitar, then sang an encore performance. I love Louisa!!!!
it's circumsized.
I think this conversation is over.
The crowning achievement of my weekend was hooking up with someone I'm at least facebook friends with.
If i need to get strippers involved i will.
Before you say anything, my vagine does NOT discriminate against young dads
Steve is gonna hang his bear rug on the wall because he doesn't trust us not to have sex on it...
We can just keep having sex until one of us finds someone we actually like
I am drinking fireball and apple juice out of a sippy cup like a fucking toddler.
Hmmm, well all I'm saying is don't do anything too irrational because you miss him and are blinded by his large penis.
I learned three things this morning. Don't get out of my car without my keys, don't let a girl paint my nail unless I'm getting laid by said girl, and lastly I learned how to break into my own car.
Just flash them and yell "JUDGE THESE BITCHES"
Randomize
