You realize if you die tommorow, the last memory i'll ever have of you is your ballsack on skype
the chair was smiling at me in sociology and i had to try not to burst out laughing.
The more I hate his personality, the more I love his penis.
This dude was wearing a "Plan B- One Step" backpack. I wonder how many more I have to buy until I get mine??
I'm trying to ve beat feiesnd sent.
Every time you visit for the weekend I end up having to bleach my entire house after.
you slapped the bag of goldfish out of her hands and screamed, "BITCH THIS AINT NO AQUARIUM". That's how fucked up
We need to talk about your improper dealings with the town drug dealer.
Don't be the guy that has his dick out at work.
I told him you're making deviled eggs for the party. Sisters make deviled eggs to get their sisters laid. It's science.
My hangover headache is somewhere in the Harry Potter scar neighborhood. I can now empathize with that poor bastard.
So is seeing the guy's penis that I'm talking to something you're into or nah?
I was told i took a shot doing a headstand in the backseat then proceeded to barf all over my face
I had no idea you were so talented.
Fuck. I think I can already feel tomorrow's hangover. It's like future me cane back to warn present me about the impending doom but didn't turn the time dial back far enough.
This is the most exciting thing since movie theater hand jobs
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