Eric said he heard us having sex the other night. He said i did a great job.
just found a beer in my hamper. even my laundry is a dirty alcoholic.
tagging him in all 73 close-ups of your cleavage might have been a little obvious.
At what point are you a chubby chaser or just desperate for sex?
I now beleive the Trojan Ecstasy ad "feels like nothing's there". They forgot to add "...cause the condom broke."
You were rubbing your foot on one of your legs and kept saying, "My sock feels like a waterslide!"
I'm drinking vodka out of a coffee pot. and i'm not even mad about it
I just dropped my cookie in my glass of milk and looked at it for ten minutes. Thanks for telling me you made weed cookies.
you can hold your grudge or you can accept the alcoholic treats as a peace offering. your choice
peace be with you.
he's just a really huge penis that sells weed
No Bryan wants to get drunk, rub inappropriate dudes legs, talk about my vagina and send me pics of his boomerang dick. That's not how you watch basketball.
That's how he does EVERYTHING!
She was riding a razor scooter down the street wearing nothing but a feather boa it was beautiful.
he went down on me and a few minutes later he asked to show me a magic trick. then he pulled a quarter out of my vagina
What time is our conjugal visit?
Umm...who is this?
Never in my life did I expect to see Eric's mom in a cheerleader outfit along with other women
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