You don't understand, Single Ladies is like the Don't Stop Believing of the gay community.
And on the subject of embracing my inner whore, I had two different dicks in my mouth yesterday. Friend, it's official. I'm completely outta control.
He's def the type to chop us into bits whilst screaming "NAPA BITCH". AKA my type
S.O.S. he's talking about horses and breast feeding.
The dorm having an ice machine is their way of inviting us to make mixed drinks.
he shit on the floor last night i'm not venturing down there
I'm the man of the house if we're referring to livers.
fond memories of taking my pregnancy test here in this Burger King
WHY DO I KEEP FINDING CHICKEN THROUGHOUT THE HOUSE? GET YOUR ASS HOME NOW!
We can't shop at Hobby Lobby anymore. They don't like Plan B which basically runs through our veins.
Woke up eating a pickle on the bathroom floor this morning in some random guys sweat pants.
On your day off do you wanna get wine drunk and take a few episodes of Jerry Springer way too seriously with me?
We shall need something stronger. Anal lube, the blood of a giraffe, and a bay leaf should do the trick. Make the paste and cover your left knee and anus in it.
It's not a hangover, it's "slept on a couch with another person and said person moves a lot and is loud"
it was like where's waldo, only the stakes were much higher.
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