No, you can still breathe under the balls.
I wish I could google chicago male strippers on my work computer but I don't feel like talking to HR today
My mom's mothers day present consisted of a card, chocolate and the rose bush I threw up in as I was getting in last night. She loved it.
I walked into his living room and saw him watching the play-offs while eating tomato paste out of the can with a bottle of wine. I'm telling you to stop talking to him. now.
you thought your balls were fighting each other...
I don`t remember Saturday, actually
Its ok, i dont remember 2007
I need you to come over. Im crying, day drinking and working out simultaneously.
dude chill. we stole 18 hamburgers from her house
no. you cant fuck a burger.
There is soup leaking out of my nose nothing in life has prepared me for this moment
i get the sense she is planing new and exciting ways to physically harm me during sex
pretend your vagina is a choco taco and the guy is someone who really loves choco tacos. let him enjoy the choco taco.
I am so juiced up on period drugs and coffee I feel like my skin is going to fall off.
my math prof is telling us what to do in a gun fight. i dont want to live in oakland anymore.
Sorry I drunk. I wouldn’t eat those pancakes. I think I put glitter in them.
He woke me with blue berry pancakes and a blow job. He's a keeper.
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