yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
ask if his dick looks like a sausage. alex's bro told me that's a sure sign. btw took pain pills. maybe shouldn't listen to me.
let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
I bought a nasal spray, my nose needs to be in order by the weekend
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
I feel like letting the same guy who shot him dig the pellet out of his leg with a pocket knife was the bigger mistake
His new job just became new places to have sex at.
It's like if you got one of your titties chopped off...think of how much one would miss the other...that's how I feel when we're apart. A tit with no twin.
Let's be honest, your relationships fail because the man you're looking for is the equivalent of an intellectual blow-up doll.
No, they seem attractive after SIX beers, after three they're just the gender you're looking for.
I mean there is a rehab there so its gotta be a good time
Pretty sure the shower sex fucked up my hip alignment... im walking like im 104 today
Sweet tea and masterbation. It's how I manage.
I can't hangout tonight, I have a phone sex appointment at 10
She never came back from the bathroom so I went to look for her... I was in my room and heard this rustling. And she was in my closet petting ties.
Randomize