we were holding hands throwing up into the same garbage can; if thats not true love i dont know what is .
Also I just saw on facebook your sister is taking pole dancing lessons. Just a heads up.
I walk in to see her roommate half naked on their stripper pole. I knew I was home.
I feel so grown up. I just went to home depot to buy actual home improvement supplies instead of stuff to make a bong with.
This guy just showed us his webbed feet to prove that his son was actually his son
i always knew that i'd have sex in your room, i just assumed it would be with you
so he woke up after being passed out and yelled that he had brought back moon rocks for everybody...
But fine, we can play that game. You can come over and we can have totally platonic, long, boring discussions. Or we can fuck. Whatever.
But I'll just tell people it was a bar fight... Sounds a lot better than "well I was drunk and alone and eating Special K naked in my bed"
He should know he can't successfully wrestle in pudding fully clothed. Amateur.
In my drunk state I was like I ONLY HAD SEX WITH SOMEONE ELSE BECAUSE HE WAS THE HOTTEST GUY IVE EVER EVEN SEEN
Phil and I agree that the level of sand in your vagina rivals that of many of the earth's largest deserts
I need to immerse myself in a tub of peroxide to kill whatever traces of him are on me.
You can't say that. Only if you have peed on the side of the highway in daylight while signing Christmas songs can you say that.
Btw you guys passed out eating DP dough and watching Pocahontas... on a monday
it was stoner heaven..
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