i'm not a human right now. not even a dancer.
This is your typical "sorry i got drunk and tried to seduce you into having sex while you were throwing up" text.
we should wear snuggies to the strip club
My mom's mothers day present consisted of a card, chocolate and the rose bush I threw up in as I was getting in last night. She loved it.
Just picture a bunch of Abraham Lincolns having an orgy.
I'm not considering your visit a success until we've fucked every cock in the ethnic rainbow...between the four of us we should have it done by x-mas
Do what your heart wants. . .
My heart wants to rip his balls off and tie therm to his head using his penis
I tripped over a vacuum cleaner and fell into a beer pyramid
Ran into my neighbor that's always crying. I wonder if she's like; "I ran into my neighbor who's always playing with her vibrator?"
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
So did you grab that log full of poison ivy for the fire and then apparently take a piss on Saturday night too or was that just me?
will we ever learn or are we destined for a life of poison ivy covered balls?
My legs r really sober for running now
I don't think that's how sobriety works.
I'm filtering his penis picture so I can see it better
The stripper told Tom to sort his life out
Like what? And no, shrooms cannot be party favors.
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