I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
yes, the chronicles of narnia is exactly what happens when you do crack inside of a wardrobe.
sometimes i wish i could find another girl that loves my dick as much as she does
i feel like she has dreams of it being like a person saying hey lets go play
i just farted in the library and heard some girl yell it was sulfur gas. can. not. move.
your suggestions for charades were, getting sucked into an aircraft turbine, getting raped by a dolphin, and having sex with a vacuum cleaner. you got your own, and actually used a vacuum cleaner as a prop.
If im still in the bathroom puking when the sirens go off please distract the cops.
it's official, after last weekend my girl number is higher than my guy number. fix this.
So that'd what fifty dollars of chicken at 7/11 looks like. Made it to work on time. Puked twice. BOOM.
i think she just faxed a picture of her vag from the office copy machine... i mean what kind of sexting is that... wait is that even legal???
I'm going as either a recovering alcoholic, or as a guy who came to the party straight from work. Too literal?
You're going to be mad because I got baked, but not that mad because I'm bringing home kfc.
One day, I might be old and married wishing I could bang everyone... and that'll be a problem. So I feel in my heart it's something I need to do.
I DIDN'T WATCH THE PILLSBURY DOUGH BOY PORN!!!!
Pretty sure I scared her away last night by putting a vodka tampon in my ass
The guy at the liqiour store just said "Wow haven't seen you in awhile, is everything okay?"
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