I mean, it really isn't YOUR car until you have sex in it.
You were hopping up and down because you wanted only his strongest sperms to make it to the egg.
Darwin at his finest.
Thank you blackberry messenger, for giving me a way to sext faster and more efficiently
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
I don't have any swimsuits that don't show off the weird handprint bruises on my hips. Do you have a onepiece I can borrow?
The fairy wings and cowboy hats were not the issue. The bag of cocaine that I held in the air as we drove in the parade might have been.
Well the walls are thin and I can hear the couple next door having sex. I think their dog is somehow involved.
I cNt phones. tingles in my fingles. jingles
I spent ten minutes questioning her on what kind of cup she wanted... Then I asked what kind of water she wanted..
WOAH TOO HIGH
For the first time in my life, I may be the most normal person in the room.
Update: I am definitely the most normal person in this room. And the least tattooed.
I just had to explain to an 70+ year old lady what 'coitus' was. This was not in my job description.
I'm scared because his knowledge of star trek is turning me on
I woke up in an ill fitting childs tutu this morning and the shower curtain is knocked down. Wtf happened?
I didn't really understand how big 10 inches is. Now I know.
ugffhh I have work in 4 hours and have recieved zero sleep, seeing that I'm trapped in the arms of a snoring bear man. can't. breathe. lost in the forestry of his chest hair.
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