Stealing emergency life jackets from planes is the new joining the mile high club. It doesn't hurt anybody (err nobody survives when planes land on water) and you're less likely to be tazered by the cabin crew, mid-poke.Comments/Enlarge |
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Hoping you never bump into her again for the rest of your life isn’t a great feeling, but the six hours of completely insane contortionist fucking at her weird apartment with three cats is going to be pretty unforgettable.Comments/Enlarge |
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It’s rad when you don’t have to sit there guessing what her tits are going to be like. It’s like, “These are my tits. Take ’em or leave ’em.” The gays have been doing shit like that with weird codes like which bandana is in which pocket for years. We’re finally up to the “no bullshit” stage.
