why didn't you poke me back
Hard to imagine a reason apart from blow jobs that I'm awake at 530 am.
he/she has shaved legs and makeup on. but a spare tire stomach, high socks with high heels...a wig and glasses. and still talked like a man. it was a nightmare scenario
According to the stories I've heard I decided I was a stuntman after my 6th shot of Jack
We had an indepth conversation about his employment at Arbys..
...Then she just started hitting me with a loaf of bread.
It was the worst sex ever. All she did was tap on my balls with her hands like she was in a reggae band.
Well I met my booty call's parents by accident, so that happened.
I feel like I got hit by a truck. And I vaguely remember getting into an argument with a passive aggressive Ron Burgundy in a onesie- grown man, not a baby- about the pronunciation of New Orleans
just woke up on the floor of my shower...it was still runnning
she used her teeth again, but this time it was out of love
I'm determined to sit on that face.
I just had a 10 minute staring contest with my dog. Can you come over?
Should I wear my "kiss me I'm highrish" shirt for my drug screen today?
You know it's a bad cold when sneezing feels better than orgasming...
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