The good thing about walking home in a dress on sunday morning is that people mistake my walk of shame as a walk to God.
Welp...herpes.
So... 5th graders can't whisper for shit, but apparently I have an awesome rack.
Haha. Niice.
Yeah, I didn't know whether to be shocked or flattered.
both.
You kept telling me to "raw dog" your take home breathalyzer without the mouthpiece
You screamed at all of us and then showed us your sack. You're like the boyfriend of my dreams.
Do you remember calling me a cuntasaurus rex last night?
All I know is....there's beer in my camera. How do I know? Because I can pick up my camera,shake it and HEAR, the beer in it
I fell asleep on the bus and woke up in Italian Las Vegas. Europe was a successful continent for me.
We would be rich. And the whole world would be stoned.
It's like shitshowville, population: those girls.
Btw: some husbands are not impressed by me trying to snap photos of their wives camel toe.
She was wearing some slutty variation of a toga and giving the entire bus a pep talk on why we should black out tonight...I'M IN LOVE AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT!
Lets go hit some boners bro!
I appreciate the acceptance and inclusion, but that's not how we gay men talk.
yup and then I snapped out of it and realized I was playing beer pong against a 4 year old... and losing
Idk if I deserve a medal or a one way ticket to hell
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