She seriously needs to find another hobby other than bouncing on cock.
You must have had one hell of a time explaining to that girl why aladin soundtrack was playing on repeat in your room when you got back
He wrote my name on his dick, took a picture and then said "this has your name written all over it!"
Was finally able to jerk off without the motion giving me a migraine. Think my hangover's getting better.
Eating doritas dunked in queso con salas. Salllas. Salska. Salsa. Got it. Shhiitt. Salsa con queso. That's better. I'm hot pink socks.
first off, his name is dougie. strike one.
Improvement. She went from pretending she was the soccer ball in the world cup games and it hurt when they kicked her to passed out on the floor.
I'm sorry I dragged a dildo (on a leash) into your room last night.
The other. Cat spoke to me and left. This shit is laced
The first cat might save me but they are taking out masks
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
We were talking when all of a sudden she reach and started squeezing my dick and goes "nice." and then just kept the conversation going like nothing happened.
he just kept texting even after we lit his shoelaces on fire. he just calmly walked into the pool... still texting.
The bad news is that I stole all your drugs. The good news is that ITS KICKING IN!
You got stoned and bought $300 worth of pudding. Again! Why do YOU think she left you?
well...I was at work...until someone dropped dead during their performance of "I believe I can fly". It was karaoke night.
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