just sold my soul for a pack of cigaroos. little do they know they got the short end of the deal. suckers.
windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
he was on top of me and all of a sudden stopped and starting picking his nose...i asked him if he was okay, he sort of looked confused, and he told me he had a booger that hurt. guess its a good thing i wasnt planning on dating this guy
I got a handjob to the OC theme song. It was like going back in time 7 years.
Have you ever chugged beers in the hospital parking garage with your mom?
Yea, I had a chaperone thankfully. I'm in the fetal position attempting to eat captain crunch now.
I see your walk of shame and raise you a day in jail wearing a girls old workout clothes.
So I'm sitting here baked on a bridge thinking about how plants think, I miss you so much
I don't know. Sometimes you can be a wild card with your emotions. Mostly the emotion known as anger.
I mean if you can't appreciate a good looking dick then just get out.
I just had sex on my kitchen counter. It's like the American dream
Your vagina is like Nancy Drew lately.
i told you i was taking the Metra Train, and you asked what type of drug that was.. so yes i believe you when you say you were fucked up
Apparently we fucked, I kicked him out, then he came back and we did it on the coffee table and in the kitchen.
The guy at the liqiour store just said "Wow haven't seen you in awhile, is everything okay?"
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