The little things make me happy. Little dicks do not.
i dont care. it has been a 14 hour day, and we are all celebrating by alternating shots and grilled cheese.
Well, practice makes perfect. Let's start playing Eye of the Tiger and do a blowjob training montage.
It's total crap. On a side note I watched a porn of 4 guys wrestling in chocolate then messing around with each other. It was like a dream come true
I went on my dinner date pretending that my lunch date didn't jizz in my hair.
Sober now. I'm really glad I didn't try to make out with that guy who has a pregnant fiance
Sometimes I envy you, when I'm not praying for your soul.
Because Kyle had a tattoo kit at his house and I wanted one and all he could draw was a mustache or a stickman on fire
Your stoned with a 2 year old in the room....and that makes you want to have babies?!
If a baby can come out of it, so can four raquetballs.
Why is there puke in my guitar?
Because you puked in your guitar.
Something I can get at drive through, boobs out, don't want to get out of the car
I stole an accordion from the bar
Accidentally
I'm having ragrets about stealing the accordion
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
This is a hangover from hell. Delivered by the devil himself.
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