its not stalking. its research.
I guess what I'm trying to say is you've fucked more people than the economy.
he came faster then a bring it on movie goes to dvd
At first I was confused when I woke up with shards of glass and pickle brine in my pants. But then I remembered I hung out with you last night.
I don't hate you. My dick is upset with you, but I don't hate you.
sellin beer in gallon jugs is both the best and worst idea ever. Im only gonna have one beer...but its gonna be 128 ounces.
Jerry just sent me this: IOR GHIT ALL THE BUTTIB. Go get him. Now.
its friday night, im aone in my apartment and eating 2 year expired canned fruit, naked. i'm not single or anything..
All i really wanna do tonight is get drunk with you and dance on tables. is that too much to ask?
8===D
That's the bat signal to come over and fuck me.
I don't get hangovers. Except once. And there is a massively epic story behind that, involving so much alcohol I should have died, and 13 raw hotdogs.
I can measure my amount of vomit in solo cups.
On a scale of zero to "unmitigated disaster," how drunk is he?
At least I remembered to wear a bra. I feel like that's a big accomplishment right now
Dude I bought tampons with cardboard applicators by accident and now I know my vagina hates the 1960s
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