"Morning after" poops are always like, interesting.
They say you shouldnt they say its no good for the environment in your vagina
I dreamt I won the Huge Cock Championship last night. It was glorious.
you know, even black out drunk I can always remember the exact point where I should have stopped drinking.
I'm pregaming for my hair cut. Working two jobs definately taught me how to use my time wisely...
koolaid chicken. i marinated it for 2 hours and roasted it on a rock in a fire. it was bright blue and raw. but that shit was tasty
The first clue should've been that he literally had shit in his hair. How does that even happen?
On an unrelated side note: I shall now attempt to crawl to the bathroom. Where I will lay motionless on the cold ceramic bathtub with hot water pouring over my shivering body as I desperately try not to vomit. Good day.
accidentally stumbled into a construction site at 3am on the way home. The bulldozer was locked so we had to settle for rerouting traffic with all the orange cones...
it would be a downgrade if your vagina tasted like skittles
I cried at the bouncer while saying I wished he was my father... They had no idea what to do with me.
And my coffee table looks like something out of Scarface
Grandma cant send me 4 lbs of gummi bears and expect me not to soak them in some sort of alcohol
when i saw him today i think my vagina did the equivalent of a stomach growl... its been to long
I’d say they were worth it. He screamed “your tits are fanfuckingtastic!”while he was cumming
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