I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
She has an album entitled "my photography", which consists of about 80 different pictures of a tractor that she took on her cell phone. I'm all for freedom of expression, but come on.
I decided to follow my clitoris instead of my heart.
Her mom is home on her lunch break. Guess who's hiding In the Closet?
We were all definitely blackout with drunk goggles on, even though you and Amanda were the only ones dressed up as it.
it was either a cry for help or you were gargling vodka. we didnt care either way.
Hey in a lighter note I also nutted in that cheerleader too if she got prego there would have been a team reunion on Maury
Are we in any of the areas with tornados?
Dude, i don't even have pants on yet, it's too early to think about tornadoes.
I can't relate, I like my boobs roaming free like a wild animal, and I occasionally let them devour small children
It's a little weird that I'm blowing my wingman.
of course we called 911. an innocent mans booze was at steak
80% sure the drag queens carried her home
Jello shots and homoerotic movie scenes bingo?
The hat, the beard, the hard posing - like who does he think he is?
A bag of dicks
That's dating life
I’ve jerked off three times and taken five shits already today. Being hung over in your 40’s is a fucking roller coaster.
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