If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
meet me or not, i'm out of control
I'm drinking away my Christmas cash. People are going to get bar receipts as presents.
After grabbing my boob for a couple minutes he then decides to ask me if I was awake.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
He woke up, mumbled "silverware", and went back to sleep
quick, send me a pic of a fat chick eating ice cream in a bikini. no joke, no questions, just do it.
would it be completely unacceptable to smoke a cig outside naked? im already doing it so what you say doesn't matter.
ARE YOU GOING TO SACRIFICE YOUR LIFE FOR MCDONALDS HASHRBOWNS
I hate that we are older than the real world people now
AND I NEED A VIKING FUNERAL OR MY GHOST ASS WILL SAUNTER ON OVER AND CASTRATE HIM FOR TECHNICALLY MURDERING ME
Just don't do anything stupid
i did a stupid sorry
So anyways, we returned the toilet paper and decided to use the money for taco bell and slurpees instead...
When I woke up I was spooning with a block of cheese. Like, cuddling. Me and the cheese we nestling...
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