I can hear the grilled cheese talking to me. "Let me in there!" they wanna get inside me
Plus she can make a mean sandwich! That's all I really need. Well that and foot jobs...
once the "do it" chant starts, any shot at an even remotely dignified party experience is dead.
what is with people arguing over soda or pop? to be honest i thought it was just called chaser
What did you wear last night? Because I'm pretty sure there are atleast 4 Facebook statuses about your walk of shame.
My nipple rings set off the metal detector at the courthouse this morning.
Nope. Can't afford girlfriends. Still looking for the 25 year old bisexual tripled who owns a brewery or a casino.. the search continues....
I just want you to sit on my face and to tell you you're pretty. Most girls would leap at this opportunity.
It was a karaoke bar combined with a liquor store and had a donkey pen in the back.
Keeping it classy as usual I see
i was debating whether to load antoher bowl when i realized i was holding a sandwich in one hand and a cookie in the other. and laughing.
And. I know i am a gay man cause when i saw the pic of his cock his feet were in it and i am like what the fuck?
I wound up gambling on giant connect four with the bartender. I think he saw my boobs.
we managed to melt a few different forms of plastic into the cannibutter....
Nothing wrong with a few meaningless hookups. Keeps the mind occupied and the body satisfied
i swear every fucking time i plan a party, one of our "friends" holds their shit in all week just to punch one off into the master bathroom after i pass out. it's almost like that dump you would see in a port a potty.
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