remember facepaint boy? turns out it stains. aaaand i have it all over my face and neck.
I would fuck her until my dick fell off. then i would fuck her with your dick.
i think i just heard my dad finish in the other room...
Can you still call it a wet dream if sandwiches were involved?
My entire floor is waiting for the couple to come out of the shower. She's a screamer. We've blockaded them
Halloween has nothing on dressing up as as the INS on cinco de mayo
there is a time and a place for ass-grabbing and that was not it.
So on how many levels of wrong is it that I'm reconsidering my divorce simply because I don't want to go through getting used to shitting around someone again.
the last guy with this job had a bookshelf fall on him. He's in the Er. Im high and they gave me his shift. How do you think i feel?
And is it bad that I haven't talked to guys who I haven't already dated? I feel like a recycle bin.
My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there.
Dude you were sitting in front of me eating uncooked bow tie pasta...
idk the fact that her roommate had a sign that said "enter without knock, exit without cock" makes me really NOT want to go steal her pot.
My vagina needs her own mother sometimes.
Don't come back. They don't have pants.
Oh god.
God has nothing to do with this.
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