so the chest pain/shortness of breath/overdose guy we just took to tm hospital is now running down market street from the police in a gown holding his iv.
Full bush! Can't stay! Need ride! Come on bro!
Her name starts with A and ends with whore.
When did you hit me on the head with a stool?
I let him fuck me in a batman costume. Don't talk to me about needing to read fifty shades gray.
We now only communicate via Xbox messages. Living together is so easy
Please tell me last night did not happen and there is another reason why my phone smells like ranch sauce ahahah
Also, the greatest of ironies: I got shampoo confiscated by security while Corey managed to get pot through. MERICA!
But in fairness, I would totally have a robo-penis as long as it had full sensation.
How drunk is she?
She's trying to French braid the dogs hair, there's no stopping her
I didn't even know his name until he texted me the next day and told me I should take a plan B pill. Thanks Danny.
Well when you come back we can have a huge bitch fit...or get really drunk....whichever comes first
it wasnt weird until his dog watched upclose as i put a tampon in
By the way, you totally deserve "i got a job sex".
She's better-looking with the mask on.
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