I wanna passion pit in your ass
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
Is there a nice way of saying 'touch my penis or i dont really wanna hangout"?
I can handle NPR. I speak hippie. I took it in college.
someone was throwing condoms at us.
no, they just magically show up around you.
There are work activities and non work activities and dunking my head in a bucket of ice water pulling it out and shotguning a beer is certainly not a work activity
Sounds good! I plan on writing a book entitled: I've Probably Done Cocaine In Your Bathroom. A tell-all by Lauren.
i love you man. i hope we fuck some serious shit up this summer.
He's just sitting there staring at my sisters teddy bear hoping it will come to life.
red lips, whiskey sips, shaking hips, nipple slips. my life as a rap song.
I just gave an orange Froot Loop the finger for falling on the floor instead of my mouth when I was pouring a mini box of cereal into my face.
My 1st STD. I feel like there should be a cake for this.
Well I got black out drunk before the rehearsal dinner and berated my family with insults. But other then that it was a good time
I'm sitting here with a band aid on my labia, this is a first
His ass is a ten, but his personality is a two. Which would average to a six if I didn't have to figure in apologizing to all and sundry. In short hard no. Get a new wingman.
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