I'm cheering for the colts this year. I basically have to since my fake says i'm from indianapolis
He was sweet. He even warned me that his dick curved, and I quote, "more than a banana."
I'm not sure if doing him was such a good idea. Yes the sex was good, but I'm scared I set myself up for failure in 2011 because he's the hottest guy. Ever.
We don't have a ruler. Come downstairs and lay in the snow with a boner so we can see how much snow we've gotten. Put your 8 inches to a less shameful use.
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
She just flushed the toilet with her head inside it...
I projectile vomited in his sisters room where the toiled would have been if it were the bathroom.
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
Yes. I feel like complaining about sex all the time with a 21 year old might be punishable by death of the sex gods so I try not to
I just traded ecstasy for trapeze lessons...you in?
she said she just "wanted a guy who she could cook breakfast for". HUGE MISTAKE. I'm never leaving
I do feel like I owe you an apology for trying to fuck your dad last night but in my defense everyone knows I shouldn't drink tequila.
One three hour marathon fuck session and now she's divorcing her husband. Should I get business cards made?
I just timed my pee with a stop watch. From when the main stream started to ended. It was 45.1 seconds. This is the truth trust me.
We have such a parasitic relationship. But the kind where the parasite benefits from the relationship. Like the pilot fish and a shark. The fish gets the leftover food scraps from the shark and the shark gets a free bath from it.
that's so insightful.
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