let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
I'm currently trying to figure out how I woke up naked and handcuffed to my bed. Not real worried about class right now.
Our relationship just reached the stage where i can touch her boobs while making a honking noise without getting hit in the face
The slutty girl scout law, revised for halloween 10: on my honor i will try, to serve my vagina and my shot glass. To hold back friends hair at all voming moments and to live by the sluttly girl scout law.
He upper decked the toilet, got himself lit on fire 6 times and lit 4 other people on fire in the course of 3 days.
He has to watch his girlfriends kitten. Even when she is in Vegas, her pussy keeps him from getting into mine.
He gave me an orgasm before we even reached 2nd base, everything he did in high school is irrelevant.
I feel like I got hit by a truck. Or a baby dinosaur. One of them ran over my body and then stuck me in a blender of fire and storm clouds
Remind me to call McDonald's to give a good review of Ruth. She truly demonstrated grace under pressure.
He keeps texting me videos of fish swimming in his fish tank, so I think it's safe to say he's back on weed.
Frankly, since I met you, I practically exist in a state of constant readiness for sex
His name is Dustib. Not a typo. I just can't.
But seriously I might need help getting spray paint off of my body.... But don't worry about the penis I scrubbed him already
She's nice. But even when I am with her I am thinking of her mom, literally the hottest woman on earth.
Who in their right mind would frost a cake with their butt?
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