oh fat girl friday strikes again...
He told me he was a psychology major, and I responded by asking him where he hid his vagina.
That weatherman I hooked up with is on TV again
he opened up his "box of magic": a crusty tube of KY jelly, three expired condoms, a fingertip vibrater, and a jar of marshmallow fluff.
Totally using formspring as an incognito way of making sure that girl from last night wasn't jailbait.
did i walk over a car last night?
she could've warned me his penis was curved
ya i dont think she expected you to get with her boyfriend.
When you put it that way it sounds like my vagina is a parking garage to be monitored by security guards
let's remember the whole point of NYE: to drink antisocial amounts of antisocial drinks, become incoherent, ruin a carpet, talk to a tree, wake up with head sellotaped to toilet. The where/how is superfluous, my vote goes to a cupboard and a bottle of jaeger Questions?
You need to braveheart it on Monday. Blue face paint and a loin cloth screaming freedom in your front yard.
His ass WILL be my cock's next vacation home.
I wish I had a dick so I could say shit like that.
It all went downhill when I figured out I could launch myself into people with my crutches
I don't know man. She said my cock made her promises my heart couldn't fulfill.
she just kept straddling the railing to the stairs and shouting "come on Seabiscuit, lets win this for America."
just threw up in a gas staton parking lot in front of a father and son. stared them in the eyes and finished like a boss
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