So how was last night?
Let's just say I danced with the devil
Huh?
I'm going to Hell for sure
This is clearly one of those "A hole's a hole" situations
I fuked that chick last night and she kept saying, "oh...oh....oh", like Bill Lumberg
so what did you do?
I did the mash I did the monster mash It was a graveyard smash!
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
after I pulled back my foreskin she said, "cool like a transformer". I really like her now.
So it turns out there are pros and cons to having a broken wrist. Pro: I can give amazing blowjobs with my left hand. Con: I just had to open a packet of crisps with scissors.
Should I feel bad that I fucked her and made her ride my little brothers razor scooter home?
What's the kids name that was drinking stale beer and redbull out of the blender?
unfortunetly they frown upon drunk on duty paramedics
You take your time. Wallowing in last nights filth is the best way to get over a hangover
Before we rave about the healing powers of your penis, remember it nearly killed me as well.
I'm looking at some sugar baby profiles to get some insight on what we're up against.
So really what you're asking for is an allowance to not have sex on our futon.
They walked into the house to see me in my neon pink knee high socks trying to pull you out of the cat carrier by your legs...
my near death experience doubled as my sexual awakening
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