So, how was the dinner
Just like the ex wife, cold, fatty, and expensive.
Is it bad that everytime I read or hear "Woo Hoo" I immediately think of sex because of The Sims?
Probably should plan this out. Step one: grow stache. Two: get trenchcoat. Three: Kidnap Selena Gomez.
I had better be fucking involved with step four.
When I asked if she spit or swallow she replied "I never learned how to spit"
Fuck that. Livers are so overdramatic and attention hungry.
This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
is she serious with that outfit? Why doesnt she just paste a for sale sign on her boobs?
I'm gonna stay in bed all day and watch porn in an attempt to stay warm.
He told us that was the only place he could get service when we found him in the closet passed out with a beer
She always manages to outslut me. I can't keep up
Just paid my credit card bill at the bar. This phone makes it so I never have to leave
Doctorate. Vaginahole. Cinnamon. Rainbow. Fill in the blanks in the morning.
Ramen still too hot to eat. Eating it anyway. Stoner girls feel no pain
Ehhh, contemplating pain killers and fruit snacks if that's any indication.
They already have a joint checking account. She's got his balls in her purse! What's next, a shared Facebook account?
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