Just got my econometrics book in the mail and started flipping through it. Our Thursday parties may turn into u convincing me not to kill myself.
it's fine if we fail the bar, we were never going to satisfy the moral character requirement anyway
You insisted on take shots off of plates.
You were basically naked. Just covered in pink duck tape and feathers. I'd have to say this is beyond the slutty mark..
Ok but if you die you have to get "I should've listened to Mike" carved into your tombstone
Oh my goodness please please please my inner slut needs some pampering, shes getting rusty and nothings worse than a rusty slut
I think mark twain said that originally
The only times girls talk to me at clubs is when they're asking if I'm okay when I'm puking outside. Or if it's a tranny
Being able to fart in her presence and not be judged is why I pay half the rent.
Don't do shots out of Tostitos scoops.
is that a dick in a sweater?
He's tiny, but ripped. Like a stacked hobbit. He's going to pull our sexy, crime-fighting rickshaw.
It's going to turn into you and me throwing down in a devastating lip-synch battle while everyone else stands around awkwardly.
How much glitter would I have to ingest in order for a "magnificent" amount to appear in my ejaculate?
New strategy for telling if someone is drunk: will they attempt to drink a candle if you put a straw in it?
wow. that really looks like a penis. not a top hat
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