I want to stick my p in your. b.
No, computers are like whores. moody bitches that cost too much and no matter how much protection you have you can still get a virus
I just looked at the maps icon on my IPhone and "eR" was typed in the search address bar. I wonder if we ever got there.
I don't think requesting him as a BBM contact is proper protocol following vomming in his bed.
And we hooked up in the carwash. I told you our creative juices were flowing today.
If it snows I'm just gonna sit at my house in my costume and drink beer by myself all night.
She kicked in my bedroom door in only high-heals with a bottle of wine, announcing it was "cock-o-clock"
I hate being near you and not being able to do what I want. It's like a recovering alcoholic tending bar. I feel like Sam Malone. Except I can't bang the cute chick I work with.
And know that if I ever text "road head?" that it comes from a place of caring and not a place of heartlessness..
If I die tonight, I want you to have the rest of my nachos. And my porn collection.
I got back from work this morning after working the night shift to find an NFL player scaling the side of our apartment...from your window. He just took sneaking out to all new level. Care to explain?
I think that about sums it up, actually.
All he gave me was a sore vagina and film suggestions
dude. I can hear the air.
I'm literally trying to cool beer down right now in my car by putting it on my floor and blasting cold air on it
so on the street and some kid is chanting "cheeseburger, cheeseburger, cheeseburger!" while pumping his fist in the air. i agree.
Randomize
