I just threw up, I'm either bulemic or pregnant, and I'm now accepting bets on which it is
needless to say, I hope she has to get an abortion again
I bought canned wine on a clearance aisle at the liquor store... I feel like I'm living in an episode of It's Always Sunny.
protesters in toronto definately have the best pot
you humped every kiosk in the store. then you asked for an application.
He thinks that since we have been dating six months, that he can do the helicopter with his penis. Not okay.
I can't remember if the bartender cut you off after you broke your glass or after you wished the bar a happy winter solstice during your karaoke number.
According to the bell hop, we stumbled in about 4 and then cannon balled into the pool.
His body is just chiseled out of sex. I would let that man do anything to my body. Including fuck me while my parents watch
My dog just threw up a condom. Sorry for accusing you of not wearing one, I found it now.
There no better feeling of self control than stopping yourself before telling your girlfriend she gives head just like her sister.
I'm tripping balls on ambien right now and I still feel that's a bad idea.
I found it. now I'm going to the gym to be "healthy" or whatever that folklore is called.
Am I the only one who saw the used condom in the driveway this morning
I'm still questioning who dropped me off last night. So successful wedding?
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