I'm sooo using this pickup line: "Baby, its not the 2.5 inches... Its the 200 pounds behind it"
I guess there's some 16 and under softball tournament and they all are at my work. what is a 21 year old to do?
The responsible thing...show them the break room.
I vaguely remember telling people they were not trash cans
How do I put "special brownies" into Weight Watchers?
If it's any consolation, I've been sitting in the hallway in assless chaps for the past thirty minutes
I just want to have weird supply closet sex with him... and then I'll be all set. Fired, but all set.
In less than 24 hrs I went from conversing with Nobel Laureate, to hangover vomiting in front of a drive thru cashier
when I said energy drinks I meant cocaine
From time to time I think I'm happy for a second and then I remember how a guy stopped me from giving him head on my birthday weekend.
I think the guy I was trying to dance with was an undercover cop...
Also, if he asks how he's doing orally I can probably ask if we're exchanging Christmas presents?
I almost forgot to feel shameful, if that answers your question.
I take Paypal, cash, sexual favors, and roasted red potatoes with garlic as payment. You choose.
let me wake up, find my pants, and find out where i am tommorow and ill get back to you on that
I smell like cotton candy and guilt.
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