im surounded by vag. Like smog aound LA, i am suffocating in an atmosphere of pussy
just by requesting 'I think we're alone now', not only did you achieve emptying the bar, but you also rubbed it in the owners face.
you wouldn't come out from under your bed because you said there were six-armed bears everywhere.
ohhh that explains the pepperonis I found in my sock drawer this morning...
no it doesn't.
i think i just put your shirt on , but i don't remember . my body can't decide if it wants to move in slow motion or fast forward
It's official. The summoning powers of my vagina are unmatched by anything in this world.
He licked the chalk off his shirt, then spat the Mountain Dew from his mouth onto the shirt and sucked on it. And thats him sober.
So how many licks to the face does it take to get kicked out of the bar?
"guaranteed dick" "anywhere - her room, my room, trees, couch"
Sorry that was quotes about you from the grad student.
I dont even think your gonna like what I got you for christmas. If not we can take it back and get drugs.
I feel that my cleavage set an unattainably high bar for 2013.
Are we in any of the areas with tornados?
Dude, i don't even have pants on yet, it's too early to think about tornadoes.
Fuck you fireball...just straight up fuck out of here
I can't control his boners. I can only encourage them.
Interesting, I was always told to run away from crazy, but you seem to think we should run towards them dick first.
I don't think there's a ladylike way to tell this guy I want to sit on his face
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