To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
What I'm saying is Afghanistan is America's sexually contracted disease.
Holy fuck. She looks like Vin Diesel's stuntman
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
She wouldn't go home with me cause I forgot her name. I didn't realize it would matter after she danced with her vagina on my face
I'm wearing boardshorts as underwear to work. This is bachelorhood
He crawled in my bed this morning, ate me out, and even brought me a panera deli sammie for lunch at school. I don't care what he lied about, all is forgiven him.
he literaly had a hockey helmet on and was swan diving off the couch onto the coffee table.
He wasn't lying when he said he was immune to pepperspray. He pretended it burned for like 12 seconds and told the cops he was kidding he was alright. We'll be there soon.
Will you just get over yourself and come over here and give me that dick...then you can go back home and continue to cry over us breaking up. Thank you
Sent him a picture of my pregnant boobs from last year, think he'll notice the difference?
If your gig isn't over in 30 minutes I am coming on that stage to come on your dick.
In other news, I just threw up my burrito and am currently on all fours literally crawling back to my bed
He started planning our future mid-hookup. You tell me how my night was.
its 8 and I'm HUNGOVER!! how is that possible??
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