Every time you see the fucking guy....show him your fucking dick.. Just whip out your hawg and wiggle it in his direction, put it away, call him a fuckin meatgazer, shoot him the bird and go inside.
He will spend the rest of the day wondering if he is gay.
I place in my hometown used to sell pitchers of Bally-Beer, for $1. They were poured from the tap and keg overflow bucket. The place was called Ballyhoo's.
I had a sip of Bally-Beer, and almost puked. I've drank a lot of stuff in my day.
The stragest had to come either from playing drinking games like four kings where other people had to pour into the cup in the middle of the table. Or when I used to carry an empty pitcher to parties in high school, and people would add to it whatever they were drinking.
The stragest had to come either from playing drinking games like four kings where other people had to pour into the cup in the middle of the table.
I've had some bad nights after drinking the kings cup... that's always the worst.
Originally posted by Jester
Every time you see the fucking guy....show him your fucking dick.. Just whip out your hawg and wiggle it in his direction, put it away, call him a fuckin meatgazer, shoot him the bird and go inside.
He will spend the rest of the day wondering if he is gay.
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