im trying to make cookies in the george foreman
The cop only confirmed I'm .22% Irish. Then I threw up on him.
My #1 goal this summer is to get drunk at olive garden
I don't care how hot he got, I can't get past the PTSD flashbacks of the first time he fingered me
there is no excuse for him not showing up to my st. patrick's day party. i touch his dick. i get him on the high holidays.
I'm going to see if it catches on fire again, then I'll make the decision.
Well I could just do a roadtrip and hit them all. Slut tour 2012.
My chin is breaking out a bit and feels all itchy and burny like I'm allergic to something. Are you using a new lotion on your balls?
Do you miss the park or do you miss us having sex in public?
It was just a Craigslist hook up but she wore sweats. Where are the girls with class?
Nothing kills the mood like him going to slap my ass and he hits his balls at the same time
I'm bringing my passport in case we get drunk and wind up in Mexico
You would think by the size of the lump on my ass that I would have remembered falling down a flight of stairs.
I am putting clothes on to go find a brownie
In my experiences, brownies are better naked.
He gave us beer and shots and made us pizza in his brick oven before firing a handgun into the air to signal it was time to give us a ride in his inflatable raft to the bars.
He's like a mythological figure
Randomize
