Can't talk. I'm at the Tulsa Sheriff's office with a bunch of rednecks. I bet I'm the only one that voted for Obama.
I bet you're the only one who could read the ballott.
he was wearing sponge bob boxers. Guess how long he lasted.
Buying $100 worth of beef jerkey sounded like a terrific idea last night.
just once i'd like the "right thing" and the "topless thing" to be the SAME THING
He would stand there for a few seconds with a blank look on his face then randomly start running full sprint towards macdonalds. We'd catch him and he'd promise to stop so we'd let him go and he'd do it again.
I just kept pointing at random people and telling the bartender to put it on their tab.
He only talks to me during the summer and it's probably because I let him fuck me in my pool last year.
so the good news is that i can't possibly burn my eyelashes off tonight at the bbq.
So my OCD kicked in and I cleaned his kitchen. His roommates were so grateful, they tried to pay me in weed.
YOU ACCEPTED, RIGHT?
I sat down next to him and my bra just unhooked itself
Seriously. We gorilla glued our hands together. Eating pizza last night was impossible.
sex on the stairs. not our finest idea.
What's an appropriate outfit for wearing to hangout with a girl you've talked to once, and had a 4way with?
conclusion from last night: i should wear boob glitter more often
FYI there's a girl here with happy daddy written on her tits
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