My sheets at my parents place are clean. No braveheart but I can paint myself, yell "freedom", and sword fight you with my cock. So come over.
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
your suggestions for charades were, getting sucked into an aircraft turbine, getting raped by a dolphin, and having sex with a vacuum cleaner. you got your own, and actually used a vacuum cleaner as a prop.
so i had a hang over on saturday and i stayed in the shower for 4 hours, then crawled out, skimpered to my bed, and some kid i didnt know was sleeping in it
She's doing shots in her underwear, a fur hat and mittens. I'm never coming home.
At the party. I feel like I just walked into a lifesize blunt.
I think mounting someone proves who's house this is
Why is your name on a gluestick in a plastic baggy stuck to my door?
You get drunk and try to bury your girlfriend in the sand JUST ONCE and all hell breaks loose
There should be an open time period where you show each other your goods and it's totally socially acceptable to bail.
I wholeheartedly concur
He was jealous of me and threatened by me. I'm like, just cause I could fuck your girlfriend doesn't mean I'm going to
She's not even my type. She doesn't have a penis or a drug problem
She's on her period. You don't know what fear is.
Who knew that showing someone your boobs would make them stop crying.
I came back from England with a face tattoo and the only thing anyone can talk about is my beard.
I still have to bake cookies and shave my legs so Mike can have MILF & cookies when he gets home.
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