hey boys, thanks for all the pictures of your dick you took with my camera last night...they were really nice to stumble upon while reliving my night in the breakroom today at work
He's in bed with me right now. I'm wearing a towel and all I could wish for is my freedom. And pizza.
Got a thumbs up from a trucker for doing lines on the interstate. God bless america.
There's somethin not right about having to take the batteries out of your 27 year old boyfriends gameboy to use in your vibrator
I dont know how to respond to your rave picture. I mean yeah, he's hot, but it just seems wrong to be like "Please tell me you fucked that guy with the pacifier!"
You slammed your forties down on the table and yelled "I AM EDWARD FORTYHANDS" then mumbled something about repping Idaho like a champ and laid down on the couch.
We had to take the hinges off the bathroom door. Needless to say, you are no longer welcome at that bar
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
Instead of a fine and a few hours in jail he chose to get tasered, break his neck and shit his pants
If anybody had to puke on my shoes, I'm glad it was you.
I already tell everyone in my office my bf is at the Naval academy. It slipped one time and I can't go back on it now
I wanna hang out. The cats don't talk back.
I feel like him using the excuse "I'm not a fan of lying" to stop me from sleeping around is hypocritical since he's cheating on his wife with me.
This is a mass text. Who in the hell shat on my stairs last night?
I added our drug dealer to the quickbooks software babe, he is listed under vendor's as an expense category... money management is such a bitch...
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