We just all danced like dinosaurs in the center of the dance floor.
Chris' response to jim throwing up was taking off his shirt and saying WHO WANTS A BONER
IM INA KID IN KING ATURHTS CUNT!
A Kid In King Arthur's Court? Like the movie?
CUNT. CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNT
In case you were wondering, you weren't dreaming. I really did get stuck between my bed and the wall last night.
I don't think requesting him as a BBM contact is proper protocol following vomming in his bed.
I need to talk about my life with someone. Preferably with someone who hasn't tried to jizz on me
I need to make a 'no kissing' rule for my casual hookups during cold season...this cold is so not worth it.
i'm drinking margaritas from a pouch...really dont think i'm in the position to judge anyone...
I'll be accepting presents in the forms of drinks, drugs, and orgasms. So any or all of those will be fine.
So how did it go?
I'm not sure if it was all the eggnog or all the alcohol, but hosting an eggnog pong tournament was a mistake.
Guys, as my favorite vagina consultants I have to share something.
My professional advice is not to put lemons in your lady pocket.
He told me if he passed out to wake him by sitting on his face, and if he suffocated at least he would die happy. Found the one.
Hypothetically - think of it as Schrodinger's blow-job.
My mother expressed her concerns about my drinking via a facebook message.
so you might not believe this but he made a powerpoint. and gave you a 3.5/10.
Randomize
