What should i be more turned off about... his massive collection of condoms or that he asked me to sign my name by number 68 on the list posted on his wall?
I think the two go hand in hand.
so I woke up and found tortilla in my belly button
He's my palate cleanser. He's my mint sorbet. He's my saltine cracker. He's who I fuck between people to make the next one better.
this will be a night to untag.
The vomit I understand but how is there seaweed in my bed?
At home depot. Final room inspection is tmrow, gotta paint over the puke stains
If turning my entire backyard into a slip-n-slide is wrong then I don't wanna be right
Article 1, law 1, section 1 of the apartment 25 party handbook: tarp will be purchased prior to any and all future parties. Aforementioned tarp will be placed on floor. Any and all sick patrons must relocate to tarp preceding the event of expulsion of bodily fluids. Failure to do so will result in ejection of guilty patron and banishment of the accused from succeeding party. All patrons must read and sign a copy before entry is granted.
At one point I thought we were going to have to fuck our way out of their apartment
in the future when you find clothing in your street, just assume it's mine.
after giving head I just always feel like I need like. ice cream. as both a means of getting the lingering sperm out of my mouth, and a congratulations.
Just drove by where I lost my sausage gravy virginity
The lady at the Humaine Society gave me her nephew's number because I seem like a loving and caring person.
Does she know that each time you've adopted a new cat in the past year it's because some guy stopped fucking you and you don't want to eat your feelings?
If you buy me a steak I will make the extra effort to ride you. If not, I'm just gonna lay there.
I haven't showered. And am sitting in the office smelling like a beer can someone's been using as an ash tray.
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