just sold my soul for a pack of cigaroos. little do they know they got the short end of the deal. suckers.
I cant. I'm trying to smell my vagina.
Not too sure about the toy story pull ups. The kids point to their crotch all day and say woody.
Hopefully. Play it cool. Bust out a few jokes. Chew with your mouth closed and show your boobs.
I woke up and took my shirt off, and there was what I was assume to be pieces of tree in my chest hair. Any ideas about that one?
isnt this the same guy you hooked up with on his birthday and he then asked, "you were at me birthday?" the next time you were together?
You never cared about felonies while buying me alcohol from the little Asian woman across the street
Yeah I don't even know dude. This shit has reached new levels of ridiculous. Let's hope baby Jesus gallops down a rainbow on a sparkling unicorn and wills that bitch clean. I think that's the best chance we've got.
This is America. Thomas Jefferson would have said I want some vagina.
He was saying things like "cum for me like a good girl" and "put my entire python I like to call a dick in your mouth" .. Okay I might have changed that one a bit
I feel like cursing someone's first born child right now. Like I wanna maleficent some bitch.
This couch is so comfortable I can tell if it's like a waterbed or I pissed myself
sooo the guy I beat last night in strip pong is the manager's husband at my new job...
Whatever. I just want to indulge in this mcchicken and forget all about his tiny penis.
There's a baby in the strip club. I say again: THERE'S A BABY IN THE STRIP CLUB
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