No, you can still breathe under the balls.
at least 'blackout me' had enough sense to take the puke covered duvet off the comforter.
Been at work for four hours and just discovered the chairs in my office double as a napping surface. Most productive thing I've done all day
he/she has shaved legs and makeup on. but a spare tire stomach, high socks with high heels...a wig and glasses. and still talked like a man. it was a nightmare scenario
I woke up to blood crusted on my face. I don't understand
team rage. no explanation necessary
Hey thanks again for rolling me that blunt necklace. It was amazing.
Want me to give your number to an army recruiter?
I don't know... do you want me to use your number to sell used gay porn on Craigslist?
I sense beginning a prank war would end badly for both of us.
she is legit wearing a plastic bag around her neck as a necklace. she says it serves two purposes.
This is a mass text. I will facerape you if you bring me Fierce Melon Gatorade and 4 D batteries.
No I need this job. I actually contemplated buying a vibrator with my dad's credit card the other night.
WHO THE FUCK PEED IN MY BONG
Not gonna lie, Wednesday was the perfect day to get laid off, all I've done since is watch the Simpsons marathon
He's interpretive dancing to Crazy by Britney Spears and expressing his feelings for either me or the guy next to us
LMAO I like how "don't worry I'll bring chasers" is your way of assuring things will be ok
Hey, thanks for helping me this morning
Always a pleasure to feed you bread as your body lay crumpled on the floor.
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