Oh i forgot. I hit on a mentally challenged girl too.
All I remember is drinking vodka out of tupperware.
I think the camel was justified in biting me.
But hes like a baby bird with a broken wing that i want to FUCK.
I'm looking for mother nature. And when I find her, I'm looking her right in the eyes and telling her to fuck off.
It's a journey
And the destination is his penis?
Precisely.
You're too morally constrained. I firmly believe that you should be less concerned with how young she is and more excited by the fact that she's not jailbait by virtue of a legal technicality.
I'm just gonna stay I'm bed where it is warm and cozy and nobody knows me as the girl that puked on a stripper
This is where you say "Why yes we will drink with reckless abandon and hopefully not be in a church parking lot again."
Finding that toy duck there was weird right?
I no longer exist. I have transformed into a puddle of sex.
Take home message: SPERM IS EVIL AND SHOULD NEVER EVER EVER BE ALLOWED UP ONE'S NOSE.
Mike fell asleep with his hand down my pants. I'm clearly an enticing person.
ill give you some hints: blood, carnival, fog machine, happy meal.
Did you throw up out the back door and cover it with paper towels?
I think the heterosexuals across the hall are negotiating about breeding. How do I figure out which one is against it and back them up?
Randomize
