Welp...herpes.
suntimes in life you find a rare opportunity, mine was bonin my gf in front of the tv
Sorry I tried to blow your roommate in your room. I felt more at home there.
All I learned from that experience was that drinking scotch out of a crunk goblet was bad news.
He's got serious oatmeal ass...take a moment and admire how google voice to text was able to detect oatmeal ass....twice
we are torturing ourselves with these mediocre cocks
remember.. you're not a homewrecker.. you're just creating options for him..
I went around and congratulated every guy that had a beard for having one
Goddamn tequila
i mean let's face it...the pregnant girl was really slowing us down.
It took all the strength I had tto sit at my desk and not tear off my business attire and run screaming from adulthood and flourescent lights.
You told the cashier at McDonald's not to smell the ones cause you had just got back from the strip club. Good deed.
When they send me to rehab, I'm screaming your name down the halls.
I yelled at the dude who smoked him up "YOU'RE THE REASON I'M NOT GETTING LAID" then went to bed. So yeah, I guess it was an ok night.
It's a herpes check up not a beauty pageant
hopefully I won't be diving through a thorn bush to escape an explosion this time
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