I can mark tailgating, going to the game and getting road head off my to do list today
So I made him an imaginary sandwich and told him that the day I didn't have to fake it, neither would he.
Dude, we somehow need to leave discretely with the toilet brush.
You coming bye my yot got egg sweet carilne vodklaa
I can feel the alcohol in my calves
This guy either needs to stop touching me or buy me another drink.
You should really trust me on this one. "hit it and quit it" might not be the best career move on your part...
Day drinking straight vodka out of a Mountain Dew can being towed behind a kayak on a raft. And no, there is no time difference, it really is 10 am.
AND WHAT FELONIES DID I MISS OUT ON WHILE SLUMBERING!?
It's entirely possible that I'm fucking yet another gay guy
I'm trying to arrange "Flawless" to come on as soon as I get up to leave the room after my thesis defense. Bow down bitches indeed.
He started humming a moment like this when I was taking off his pants.
It was kind of like hidden Mickey ears, but with dicks.
I accidentally made jungle juice last night.
Saw a sign that said the chorus of never gonna give you up was enough time to wash your hands. Coronavirus has Rick rolled me.
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