I'm skeptical of all drag queens.
i googled "where to have sex in disneyland." i found nothing.
When i walked in, you were in bed with a hot chick rolled up in a green blanket and said you were acting like a caterpillar..
thank you for introducing me to everyone on chat roulette as I was passed out.
bad decision saturdays are such a good decision
I just realized I am holding a beer in 133 out of 134 photos of me on my facebook page.
Nobody is perfect
I'm at Waffle House wearing one of the paper hats in the other
I do what I can to inject something into your life every day. Today, humor. Saturday. Penis.
I actually don't know if I can stand up. I just know better than to try
don't trust your eyes. just sniff them. if they smell like axe, they are broke, move on to the next.
Never backflip into an above ground pool. I think the gash will be smaller by Monday though.
Also, just woke up in a Romney tank and sequin flag panties. Merica.
Gotcha. How bad is it?
Well to compare it to something I would say it what's that walls would like inside the primate exhibit at the zoo after a group of monkeys finished throwing feces at each other all afternoon
I hid a TracFone in her bra. We'll find her tomorrow.
we fucked in the backseat of my car at the observatory, right under the stars. it was a starry, orgasmic filled night
If hypothetically I needed to puke on the bus... how would I go about doing this.
Randomize
