He's on drugs...like drugs for horses.
What happened last night?
You soiled yourself again and told everybody that you'd given birth.
i told the bartender last night that if the palace saloon made a calendar he would be every month.
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
Just met another girl you fucked but this time in seattle. Your cock gets almost as much mileage as jet blue. Anaheim and seattle both say hi, figured you don't remember their names.
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.
I'm eating crumbled blue cheese out of Tubbaware. My life is nothing.
Bro... You handed me an ice cube from your drink and said "tell me if it tastes like pickles".
I was the girl at the bar last night passing out free condoms and making sure everyone knew how to use them to keep the population down
By talk him into it I assume you mean blow him into it.
I need a genital shamwow being this wet.
I have no inclination to even want to think about what God's existential meltdown is going to be like. O.o
The doctor basically called me a dirty dick.
Drunk me wants sober me to be happy, woke up with half a dozen doughnuts in my bed this morning.
Long story short wrist restraints, Apple Watch and cumming all don’t mix
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