So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
i spent 15 mins trying to take money out of ATM with my drivers license saying, "what the fuckkkk" everytime it didnt work
Just waterfalled in the movie theatre... this is the beginning to a good night
All I did was present the dick. You did the work. That's like thanking the pencil for a test you got an A on.
Alas, very true. I'll sell some of my eggs and give you like 10%
And with my 90% I'll get a scooter with a sidecar. And a pony. Also with sidecar.
You were carrying around a milk crate, randomly putting it down calling out 'praise be to the milk gods' and making people pray to it.
The things happening in my intestines right now should only ever happen at truck stops and frat houses.
I reek of latex and grilled onions.
Mission accomplished.
There is always the bar, but 2 30 on a Tuesday just screams alcoholism
We were still up at 6am, taking shots, because thats apparently how he liked to "get the day started".
Just got road head. In broad daylight. On the interstate. During rush hour. Pushing the envelope one public bj at a time.
At a point I was just cumming dust last night
I got her number but I don't think I'll be able to smash, I was pretending to be British AND I forgot her name
I just blacked back in and I'm at a kids birthday party in a suit and people are calling me uncle Carl. Never having your homemade liquor again.
OMG WE ARE UP TO THREE MINORS WORKING HERE. I AM NOT READY FOR THIS MID LIFE CRISIS.
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