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I would blow Magic Johnson for a pack of lucky strikes right now. Post-hiv.
I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
stayed up until 6am doing my presentation on buddhist art and the practice of chanting. took shots. did drugs. the powerpoint now includes a sesame street style game (with chicken/puppy clip art), an xzibit music video (and quotes about section eight and eating steaks), and a reference to a german metal band (universe). this is going to be the best presentation ever
It's like Facebook knows when I'm about to masturbate and tells me to reconnect with exes.
Literally he has the smallest penis I've ever felt since 8th grade.
I just bought a vibrating toothbrush with my parents FSA insurance card because I'm too broke for a vibrator. New.Level.Of.Low.
I answered the my mom's phone call about what we're doing for father's day while he was still fucking me. She thought I seemed really excited about his hiking boots present.
The only coherent words in the 6 texts i recieved were don't, cute, fucking, beer, and lions
She must have been at ribfest tonight because my dick smells like barbeque sauce
So at what point do I tell her that I like fucking these hot southern girls more than I like my relationship with her?
We need you. We already made it on global news and are drunk at the election party.
Of course he did. He is like the oprah winfrey for vaginas. Always giving that shit away.
There is a girl in my drunk limo who hasn't seen an uncircumcised penis. Hook me up with a picture.
I'm drinking nothing but vodka and coffee for the next 48 hours. For science.
Let me refresh your memory. New Year's Eve in the back of my car you grabbed my hand and said feel my tumor on my butthole and at that moment I swear we were infinite
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