Pick my eyebrow is burning. I'm sitting in the back of dolows vat and listening to jolly music and wilfgang is signing and looking food. Cute kid. Home is where I go now.
what. the. fuck.
His idea of a romantic evening was shotgunning Keystones. What a keeper.
the last thing i remember is you screaming lets hunt humans.
he's dressed up as spiderman, i don't understand why he's crying.
Our relationship just reached the stage where i can touch her boobs while making a honking noise without getting hit in the face
we made malted milkshakes. malt as in malt liqour.
Not going out tonight. And so the 25 day drinking streak ends....
I'm sad your dog died... Her name is my stripper name.
I know I'm not the first to fuck in a park but i deserve props for doing it at 3pm. On a sunny day might I add.
She called us while she was having sex to ask if we remembered to feed the cat
I dont understand how her boyfriend puts up with her weirdness
I thought i lost my bra, but when i went back to help clean it was hanging up on the wall
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
Was there a condom involved? Because he was saying he wanted a kid. Repeatedly.
I made out with drunk Joe Dirt and then put his mullet wig on for him. True Halloween romance.
Too bad I can't un-pee in his body wash
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