so Brent and I ordered you a drink then realized you don't live here. I drank it.
Btw, I'm really high so I apologize if anything I say gets translated into arabic.
9 of the 12 girls i had sex with in college are on facebook
it was an ugly road back then. i'm sure time hasn't been friendly.
You going to midnight mass? we need a dd
when you get a chance can you look up 'free abortion clinic' for me? cuz i dont think i'll be lucky enough for a second miscarriage.
It's like, I'm the official vagina for that DJ group
Keep in mind that he's 43, unemployed and living with his parents. There's really not much we could do to make his life worse.
I know, but I was really high and I felt like a failure dragon because I could only blow smoke, no fire.
yea im pretty sure it has something do with my love of forearms...
He was trying to hotbox the banana suit. Of course we traded him for vodka.
She face-timed me on the toilet. My dick is never going to recover from that.
I will accept it in the form of tooth necklace but if you have better ideas I am open to suggestions.
Our relationship is representative of a cognitive bias that leads to bad decision making and misplacement of resources. So should we pick up some whiskey tomorrow?
trying to figure out what happened last night by looking around the apartment.
naked man under the piano. THE PLOT THICKENS.
I got wine drunk and bought a hedgehog.
Randomize
