Any time you start making pro wrestling references before 10 PM I know that I'm breaking up a fight between you and some muscled up frat boy you call Hogan.
he calls his bong barack obonga, commander in kief. i found where i belong.
My mom asked me to donate my child hood stuffed animals to the poor then I realized I was hiding liquor behind them. I told her I was too attached to them. She understood. Wrong in so many ways.
But why is there no point in liking him? Does he have herpes? Is he married? Is he gay? Did he get his penis chopped off in a freak accident? If the answer is no to all of the above, then he is fair game
while we were dancing I voluntarily took my bra off and hung it around his neck as a necklace. 2011 lets go
you better not pull some "waking up at 2 in the afternoon" shit, we have weed to smoke.
the water pistols in the freezer are full of voddka.
Small children cheering my name. I am not a decent enough human being to feel comfortable with this.
I hear sloppy seconds go great with fried rice
he told me it was like eating gods vagina.
Someone touched my vagina when we were out last night. The fact that it was you is inconsequential and I am still counting it as a pull.
the breathalyzer kept saying danger. we made our new slogan danger we need more shots
For breaking and entering. I think neighbor dan cared more about me puking in his backseat than the surprise of me waking up there
Of course I fucked him. He's a professional beat boxer, his entire job is to do complicated shit with his tongue.
Is the Glover Park Chipotle past the strip club?
Why is that your only point of reference?
Just answer the question
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