we're blogging at a bar
at some point to night u and I have a 'meeting' too...(1-737): I hope so
I can tell how much and what I drank by my morning shits
I bruised my spine.. Jungle gyms were clearly not meant for sex.
All I really need to know is how to say "where is the bathroom" and "I don't take it in the butt anymore". I think that will suffice.
I have officially tracked lube all over our house on the bottom of my socks without knowing it. Don't slip when you come in
There still is not and there never will be anything as magical as getting high while listening to William Shatner's version of Bohemian Rhapsody.
I think you should just bang him and get it out of your system.
That's what you say about everyone.
My Midnight Kiss was a Big Mac.. Happy New Year
I need to see you idiots before I go back to school. But we shouldn't snort Crown Royal this time.
You had to dry your pants with the hand dryer in the bathroom because you "forgot to take it out."
Did you mean to say flashlight? Or did your grandpa really give you a fleshlight for your bday?
To describe how high he was he said, " I'm cocked out of my ape sandwich" so yes...that was some pretty good weed.
Ugh hungover at a laundromat is a terrible feeling. For some reason I keep getting sucked into staring at the clothes spinning around and around and it makes me want to profusely projectile vomit everywhere
just went home with a guy that made fun of me in elementary school. this blow job is not going well for him.
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