It's an acquired taste. Like keystone. Or caviar.
I want to apologize 3 days in advance for what's about to take place on St. Patrick's day.
I'll bring the barf blanket just in case.
Two things. 1 - I want to apologize for my drunkeness last night. 2 - I want to pre-apologize for my anticipated drunkeness tonight.
Find out what day classes start and I will come down to Richmond that weekend. Any broad who claims to be 18-21 will be promptly ID'd. My job has trained me to spot a fake from a mile away, and I don't need a statutory rape charge.
The only thing stopping me from having sex with you in my parents jacuzzi bathtub is the knowledge that they've already had that idea themselves
I can't imagine anything that has a removal ass flap as being sexy
(This is the second time ive been high enough to decide to run for office)
The crowd is chanting "we want sex!" There's a man dressed as bacon. That is all
Woke up with a squirrel in my bed, how was your night?
Yes, you can go into Petsmart drunk but the cats awaiting adoption don't appreciate the soft pretzels squeezed through their cages.
He was feeling me up but acting like he was asleep. Like WTF does that mean??
I found a hot kiwi last time and sucked his dick. That's what rooftop bars are made for.
STOP PUTTING BUTTER ON MY FUCKING CAT
You drank the pool water to get rid of your hiccups
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