After he finished I threw up my arms and shouted STEVE HOLT!
We were tigers and tigers don't wear pants
so after morning sex, she rolled a joint and turned on sports center
you might have found the rare bro goddess. i thought they were myth
I'm pretty sure there is a country song about this exact situation
She's singing So Happy Together to her burrito, I want to be on her level.
So roofie roulette was a success but I'm a little worried that the 2 who got the tainted beer still haven't contacted anyone...
nothing says "you're fucked" like watching a movie with the family and a handle of vodka comes crashing down from your hiding spot in the ceiling tiles.
It isn't possible and the very mindfuck of that concept gives me a lady boner.
His mom already thought we were lesbians BODY SHOTS WERE JUST NOT AN OPTION SORRY
Soo I woke up in the storage room at best western....I dont even know what say
Filthy. I need to be power hosed with holy water.
Also, beer. Big fan.
I just watched my high school guidance counselor pee in the backyard of this party.
You kept shouting about how you were the king of all bitches...and doors, for some reason.
Lighting a fucking bong with a candle. Straight up dedication.
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