Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
pissed the bed twice, first one side then rolled over , other side. boom.
I woke up this morning under my fitted sheet and my legs through the sleeves of my sweater.
There is somethin about your sexuality that makes my dick do jumping jacks when I see you
Quiet hours sex sucks. I hate finals.
You were in the garage half naked counting your ribs and talking about how you had too many
im probably shirtless right now with a bottle of jack watching horton hears a who. this is a judgement free zone.
I think you're going to have to drive me to white haven. I don't know if my brain can handle having my mom drop me off at a strip club.
Any chance you used one if the curtain rods in the fireplace room as a sword? One is missing
He told me I was his first American. I feel like I should've brought a flag to plant on him.
Are you really surprised she can't remember? That's like 50 people. I couldn't rattle off all 50 state capitols off the top of my head, you're bound to forget a few here and there
It all started because he put my damn phone in his pants. By his crotch nonetheless.
I mean I could but due to my age and being a mother and all I feel it's poor judgment to give fellatio in a public establishment.
How don't you remember..? You were getting handfuls of skittles out from our bra screaming TASTE THE RAINBOW.
It was a blast. I was going to say that throwing up in the airport bathroom wasn't classy, but it's classier than quietly puking into a fast food cup while in your seat during takeoff...
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