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WHY ARE THERE PUBES ON YOUR EVERYTHING

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Miles per ROFL

 
Roommates go to a wedding, decide to have a non-stop "Self love" marathon until they get back.
Wonder why they both laugh at me when they get back. Find that I had somehow managed to get a shit load of pubes on the front of my white t-shirt. How they got there, I have no idea. My hand never left my pants.



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