Yours is on the dinner table...mine is in my underwear drawer.
we turned dreidel into a drinking game. i kept landing on gimel. im glad we have 7 more nights of this
I have teeth marks. Like distinct upper and lower jaw.
Yeah me too. My shoulder looks rabid.
I just decorated my birth control case with Lisa Frank stickers. If that doesn't scream 'I'm not ready for babies' I don't know what does.
If she doesnt understand your inherent need to teabag an emo chick, do you really want to be with her?
i want to find a way to basically assault his face with my vagina.
The amount I want to die right now is not proportionate to the level of fun I had last night. Not fair.
Someone just told me I have an ass that could kill small children .... Don't know how to take that one
I actually took a sword out of your hands. You were samurai slashing lemons to make chasers.
I woke up with her dog licking the wedding cake out of my ear and her sister finishing our Jaeger
I just want to have such an intense orgasm that my heart stops and I die. I mean that would kind of suck for the guy I'm fucking but then again he could be like "I'm that good"
I'm just going to lay in a blanket cocoon of self pity for the next few months.
He's being awfully beer snobby for a guy who ordered salad
What is ur current declared sexuality for my bingo board
maybe you should have closed the porn before you gave the professor your computer to hook up to the projector?
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