i mean i'm ok with bufu but if i'm gonna do it it needs to be a mutual agreement, and there are steps that need to be taken. you don't just go OOPS we're doing it now
corn on the cob and anal lube are not substitutes for the real thing
Dude let's go to Saudi Arabia. They outlawed valentine's day. And probably love.
i'm in workout clothes. this is progress.
Her face is stuck to the frozen jager bottle. I think shes ok with it
I mean, how many people can say they helped surgically remove something from their body? Other than the guy that got his hand stuck under a rock and cut it off. Doesn't count
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
I'd bet your vomit would be flammable at this point. Can I try to light it?
We wouldn't be friends if you didn't.
don't trust your eyes. just sniff them. if they smell like axe, they are broke, move on to the next.
Every part of me is in agreement...but mostly my vagina
I fell out of the car while it was moving then got puked on then puked and cried about then got back in the car and puked out the window when we started moving again
Ok well my life just seems more exciting by default because I'm dating my married boss and sexting with my ex
Everythings in imax form. Space oddessys are formed. Adventure at every moment and everything is epic. My mouth hass lemons. Yum.
Making friends with the guy who had alcohol-infused whipped cream was the best decision I made all night.
The hangover struggle is to real, just passed the drive thru window. Twice.
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