I don't know what your problem is but seriously you're a cunt for throwing up that song on your page. It's rude as fuck
omg its myspace i didnt think anyone took that seriously anymore
I just found 17 dollars of saltine crackers in my room. confused incredibly. suprised not at all.
She is the perfect woman. She cooks, gives good head and doesn't care that I have a small penis.
I'm not sober enough to be having a conversation about a rap she wrote in Spanish about public safety
he told her to call him "Frog Legs" and she still fucked him and not you.
then he compared my vagina to a dishwasher. A DISHWASHER?!
You walked away saying that you had to pee and you never came back. We found you an hour later in his roommate's bed. Under the covers. Still in your wet bathing suit.
He has in a pan: ten pieces of bacon, two cloves of garlic, an egg (not scrambled or hard boiled, just an egg) and frozen corn.
Also, horsecock action starts in about a month. Have you prepared yourself yet?
When nipples stop being hilarious I'll stop getting them out in public.
He then used a box cutter I keep in my car to open the plan b. Who says chivalry is dead?
I’m not spending 14 dollars on a margarita unless it’s rimmed with cocaine... actually do you have a blender?
I just want this to serve as a reminder in the morning that the topic of conversation at last call was the penis size of jesus.
Shit day. Some kids decided to open my car at 3 AM while I was at work and the alarm went off. I went after them with a sword but they were minors so I didn't kill them.
It's official, I'm not staying in tonight
What caused that decision?
You only live once
Randomize
