Wait. When you mean sick you mean a cold sick right ? not something else.
There's two girls at the bar sniffing each others boobs.
i want to find a way to basically assault his face with my vagina.
if I see a bottle of vodka right now I'll probably throw up gum I swallowed when I was a kid
I'm worried my skin won't stretch enough to handle this boner. Then what?
At what point lastnight did a lens fall out of my glasses and nobody tell me?
If I do nothing else today, the fact that I talked you into this is achievement in itself.
The fact that it was "anything but a cup" now explains the cowboy boots and fishbowl aftermath at the apartment.
There is someone out there for you right now. And we will find her. Or him. Her. Her, we'll start with tits.
I think someone cast a spell on the lazy stoner rich boy stereotype and it came to life and called me.
Woke up with a $50 attached to my penis with a rubber band..
Sweet. Tell little Richard to buy us a sack and a pizza.
I mean go ahead and let your freak flag fly but if you could not fly it in my bed that would be great
i just had to ask the gas station attendant what state i was in... winning at life.
im in missouri by the way.
He said we had an hour long conversation about how awesome I was.
So congratulations, your penis has now sent me to urgent care not once, but twice!
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