They wont let us in. Theyve some sort of no Daft Punk costume rule
Grilled cheese is the best thing. ever. better than boys, and alcohol, and sex, and chocolate, and money. But not really the last two.
if he wont fuck me on the stairamster then i dont think theres much XXX shit going down
I may have pooped in your shoe. or somewhere else in your closet. its unclear.
he pushed me in the lake knowing full well I had joints on me. that's drug-abuse!!
He's all enlightened and liberal. My next beefcake will be much more Neanderthal.
At dinner her sister yelled "he fucked me AND mom!! Up your standards hoe!!" Safe to say I ruined that family
I walked in and found you petting your fish outside the bowl, you said its fine, you do this all the Time.
She's like the sister I never had that I want to bang.
I don't want to be drunk any more. Can you hit the off switch?
YOU RAISED A SWORD OVER YOUR HEAD AND SCREAMED AT HIM WHAT THE FUCK ELSE DID YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN?!
So I love answering sex questions in intimate relationships class on a clicker when im sitting next to my cousin..
we finally found him at 2 am. he was 3 miles from the house and tried running into the lake when he saw us pull up. i don't think he'll be taking ecstacy again any time soon.
He went three whole days without making a star wars reference, of course he got sex
It's like a donut of clothes around a pair of heels. Like they were transported to another dimension naked.
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