We're like a lot better than the average bears
I just realized that if I marry him I will have the same last name as spiderman. this makes my decision so much harder.
We're so high we're finding things in the room to build a submarine with. So far we have two cardboard boxes, a piece of wood, puffy paint, and an empty bottle to use as a periscope.
this whole healthcare thing got me thinking.. without knowing it my parents are now going to be paying for my dealer to be able to live..
what is it with giant penises always finding me
someone made her a trophy at 4 in the morning and presented it to her in the bathtub
My penis has a 100% approval rating. He has never received a formal complaint. If you'd like to file one, you can go fuck yourself.
Happiness for him is a different happiness than you can supply cuz you have life standards, morals and goals that dont include the bar or beer everynight.
I think it says something about my life when I start picking up girls while im in rehab. And I don't think it's good.
I can't. I think his penis is about to take out a restraining order against me.
Again??? Now we can't ever fucking go there again STOP PEEING IN FOYERS
It's disgusting. He breathes through his mouth and just sounds fat. Plus he chews all loud and shit.
There's tequila in my general area. Please pray for me.
I have bruises all over my legs. Did I hit a car with my bike last night?
As much as my throat was opened up this weekend, you'd think I wouldn't nearly choke on a damn almond.
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