So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
so just incase I die tonight I'm making a list of people that I don't want to be let in to my funeral
All I heard was "You have collect call from Lafayette Parish Jail for Dude it was awesome! I'll tell you about it later!"
Hold my feet while i lean out of the window of the truck.
Btw...I puked in my hand last night and threw it on the floor. Don't let me do tequila ever again.
You pretty much isn't said it
Those words don't go together.
Welcome to drink and talk like a Russian afternoon.
Pirate drinking day will be planned for shortly
I approve this so hard.
I was jumping over your garbage can screaming "Im a snow cat!!" ..Who wouldn't want to see that?
I think we need to have a day of drinking in classes. I know we don't share any, but sacrifices need to be made.
The cat just walked up and made eye contact with me while I had sex. I'm going to have to burn the house down with him in it.
We were fucking in the boat on the lake when another boat saw us and honked their appreciation.
Tight. Want to get up, make coffee, sit on separate couches and silently read our mobile devices together?
I'm serenading his dick with my words. I understand how poets get inspiration now.
What'd I miss?
Erotic hypnosis and studded dog collars.
its so awesome dude, its like im a magical unicorn or something
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