i just google searched 'can you pop your ovary'
That's the last time we joust in Radio Flyer wagons after margarita night.
He passed out so we kept throwing water on him, he got excited and asked if we were at the wave pool.
First I must say that I am disappointed to learn that you knowingly have trashy friends with whom you've not hooked me up.
He asked me if we could throw a lingerie party together so I guess he's single again
I miss the days of selfishly blowing a load in the condom without her knowing and acting all like "we shouldn't do this" so she would get dressed and leave.
That's what I'm here for. To bitch slap you into believing in yourself.
I fucking give up. OKC is where small penises go to disappoint me.
I'm with some lesbians. Somehow I offended them and the Justin Beiber one told me I was fat.
He bought you footie pajamas. Shit's pretty serious.
How could she say that about my foreskin when she hasn't even seen all the cool stuff I can do with it?
The toilet wouldn't flush at the club so I literally just shat in the garbage.
Now I'm ashamed that I wore a bra
I'm out of milk so I'm dunking my Oreos in Bailey's; this is my life now.
How's everyone else's ass tattoo today?
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