If she's not going to maintain the upkeep of her vag then I'm not going to pay the rent of being her boyfriend
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
he borrowed my computer and saw his name in my recent google searches. Things got awkward real fast.
i get tired of guys telling me there married or they have a girlfriend. they act like it concerns or matters to me
i just heard a guy call his kid "Google" in a way that leads me to believe that's his name. this day couldn't get worse.
because drunk making out is frowned upon in museums i think
Would you even take no as an answer? I have a feeling you see it more as a challenge.
Can I just say I love that you have a kegorator on your wedding registry?
thanks for not telling him i named my trumpet after his dick
Nothing says thanksgiving like acid flashbacks
Well we went from the roof to the stairwell to an air mattres. One day were going to fuck in a bed
My dad made a joke about you sending me strippers for valentine's day so clearly everything here is normal
He also told me he would eat mozzarella sticks before having sex with me so I'm mad at him.
If you're into enormous nipples, you should ask out my office's receptionist.
Why is everyone giving me a hard time for drinking?!
Your in the library.
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