Last nIght I drank wIth the new guy from fellowshIp & my pastor I've known sInce I was 7. It was agreed by them that I had nIce tIts. I'm not weIrded out In fact I'm flattered...
susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
you just stared at your feet and said some shit about the molecules dancing and how you had just solved physics.
Yea...but the guy who is beating me has a ponytail. So actually, I'm the winner here.
So this snow storm is NOT helpin my masturbation problem
I couldn't accept the bj. My penis has done nothing wrong and didn't deserve the punishment of her face.
It wasn't until that morning that I realized I wasn't actually dreaming, finding myself in the bathtub with someone laying on me
thank you for reminding me that I stumbled into a public place drunk at 9am wearing a chicks pants.
I slept with someone shorter than me. My vagina weeps.
You fool.
If you're asking how many times you took off your clothes and played with the tiki torches.....the answer is 3.
I spent a good part of the night in a bear hat claiming I'd changed spieces
I'm sitting next to the guy that peed in our drying machine
i think i just lost a toe
i just want things to go smoothly
oh they won't lmao
Typical. We're ready to go, and you're not wearing pants.
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