I think men at large are the problem in most or all relationships. It's like trying to drag a three-legged retarded puppy through an obstacle course
Tell her she's as useless as a condom.
you took out flashcards at the bar and went around asking guys what totalitarianism meant.
I've never had a woman show me her venereal disease results in a bar before.
I'm guessing "whatever I can get" wasn't the reply the nurse wanted when asking what med I need. Oh, and asked for a cartoon band-aid.
she definitely blew him on the riverbank, some lady floated past and said "have some pride honey", amazingly awkward
boy from dating site added me on facebook. i don't know if i'm ready for him to see what a drunk i am.
Well, at first I was really confused. But then I realized that he was talking from his penis's perspective... in third person.
It's one of those days where you order the free Papa John's pizza so the delivery guy can bring you Coke to go with your rum. The tip was more than the order.
Where the hell is he. I called him crying for weed and sex you would think that would signal some urgency.
I can't believe I've come to a point in my life where sex for a birthday present is acceptable
my question is who was more confortable? You sleeping on the floor or me tweeting from a bush?
He made a deal with his real estate agent called fucking in 50 properties for sale
as a self proclaimed hoe im ok with a lotta things but that is not fucking one of them
"WHAT IS THIS LESBIAN MADNESS"
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