I hope to God it wasnt poon. That odor was unnatural, it was satanic pussy.
So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
good. and stop kissing my girl you dirty slut.
i don't think she's still your girl..plus, she kept screaming "kiss me! i'm a lesbian!" last night so i think you're outta luck..
she bought me drinks at the bar, made me pizza at her place, gave me head, and then drove me home...i think i might propose
For the record I fully support drunken you in most social situations... Just not charity events.
I'm full of awesome ideas
Yesss you are. Im full of confusion. I keep finding peanut butter on my legs...
24 hours later and my vagina is still tingling. That good.
I feel more comfortable going down on her then actually kissing her.
We're celebrating his weight gain and arrest.and by we I mean I, and by celebrating I mean getting dangerously drunk
I have a way to get him back. you're going to have to take one for the team and make a visit to the health department. you in?
I'm gonna take off my shirt and spin it around my head like petey Pablo so u can find us�
For thanksgving we are only drinking wild turkey for the next 24hrs time to strap your balls back on and maybe a helmet
Ps we bought 8 pellet guns just now
i have nothing going on in my life. unless a toxic love triangle with netflix and jack daniels counts.
with the way the semester is going, being a stripper is starting to sound better and better everyday
I was on top for a full on make out when in dead silence "I'm moaning Myrtle" came from the TV. Moment ruined. I got cock blocked by a fictional ghost
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