You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
In these economic times, linking arms taking tequilla shots with your boss as an underage girl is the best job security I can think of
I just saw a girl wearing a flannel shirt that would make 1992 cringe
I didnt realize til after I got out of her apartment and into the lobby that we lived in the same building.
Aw c'mon. You have to see if the spinning penis rumor is true.
Its not personal, its just business. I'm the Donald Trump of blowjobs.
Just headbutted a photographer. This convention just got really interesting.
Our date was amazing and I would like to reward you with a blow job under your desk.
I can pencil you in at 3:30
Mystery solved. Def had ice creme last night. There is a melted half eaten ice creme bar next to the bed. Which had melted onto my pillow. That explains why it was in my hair too. Im a fucking sherlock holmes over here.
I have a LOT of reasons to worry about radical feminists taking my lady balls, frankly. A lot.
Must've forgot to hang up with her when I was telling Josh I plan to pop champagne if I nail her tonight. She showed up with a bottle and said "only if we can toast it with Josh"
Your boobs stole my birthday thunder!
I think I may be going on too many job interviews. I've started to bring up Shonda Rhimes in my interview answers.
I don't know where I'm at. But I'm pretty sure what I'm looking at is a small bear.
The first thing my Christmas gift money is buying is a dildo.
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