You keep asking me questions like I have this magical thing called a memory
I'm pregaming with America's Best Dance Crew.
Do a shot everytime Lil' Mama mispronounces a word.
He started yelling "fuck the environment" then puked all over the baby trees
nothing says new school year like ambulances and police road blocks.
Somehow she slept thru the vacuuming, people walking in and out, and the sound of constant beer bottles hitting the trash, but when someone said weed in a regular volume of voice she startled awake.
And she was like "I wanted you all for myself, to love you, and treat you like gold."... See this is why I shouldn't fuck Italian chicks...
I was very proud of myself that day. I had an awesome time. I don't care if I negatively impacted others.
Didn't I tell you I have developed a shameless theory about farting anywhere and everywhere? I'm too pretty so no one suspects me.
After seeing all of the pics during the trial, all I could think was "her vagina doesn't look THAT dangerous"
I'm to the point where I'm fantasizing about Iron Chefs going down on me.
If you can't seal the deal with her, I will. And you know I'll be successful. So there's your incentive
I didnt realize until i got your email that what i've been missing in my life is someone to send me dog gifs
Cause I'll toss Tabasco sauce in his eyes and yell "Cobra attack" and walk away
Fuck you, dude, I'm not sharing my weed anymore if you're going for the Panthers.
You kept apologizing to your car for talking behind its back
Randomize
