I just want to sing "highway to the danger zone" when I'm taking his pants off.
i told him he had the best dick i've ever seen. then supposedly i kept repeating "peter piper picked the perfect penis"
If they ask for a stool sample we r no longer friends.
There is a bruise on my cock the size of a golfball. Bad sign.
He's trying to row the canoe up my front yard like he is Lewis and Clark.
you were cooking a hot pocket with a grill lighter what did you want me to do
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
It'll be like the burning bush except without moses and with pubes.
I found out you can't leave the bar with a drink. I also found out that pouring it on the bouncers shoes is also unacceptable.
well its a long story but basically i overcame many cockblocks
So to distract myself from jackies vomiting, im making up a story in my head. It's called the little penis that could
I agree though, his intact virginity is truly the tragedy of the century.
Would you think less of me if I said I was eating a toaster strudel in the bath.
He said a lot of nice things about me, it was really uncalled for.
thats all i want out of life, to get high and watch weiner dog races
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