so then they started chanting "LET'S GET A LITTLE BIT SCHWASTED. S-H-W-...WASTED!" theres nothing like partying with former high school cheerleaders
i looked up his schedule, waited outside his classroom, and handed him the receipt for plan b
You then began crawling around in the grass with a magnifying class saying you were searching for the magic school bus.
Why the FUCK can i grow hair on my big toes but not on my chest?
Also managed to rip my pants and set myself on fire. And oddly enough I'm still not ready to ask for 2010 back.
I just remembered I opened the taxi door when I was at a red light last night and puked. And then when I was done I closed the door and told him he may proceed with caution.
He calls it "his noble steed" and i plan to ride it.
Also adulthood=replacing meals with bourbon. And not getting your hair caught in a fan.
Hey in a lighter note I also nutted in that cheerleader too if she got prego there would have been a team reunion on Maury
I had the bathroom of girls sing you happy birthday while you puked. I couldn't stop laughing. They were all so supportive
Never admit to being cold at those things. That is how you end up waking up the next morning naked under animal pelts... or so I have heard.
Googling enemas while I get a pedicure ... My life in one senence
Step 1: Buy a house Step 2: Turn bedroom into sex dungeon
Disclaimer- Don’t worry about my wounded nip. I put a bandaid on it.
Is 6 weeks really a benchmark now?
Ask me in 6 more weeks, when they're in a bisexual polycule.
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