Don't you send me to vm
I wish there was an iPhone app to help you with your shitty personality.
there was 4 little kids screaming in high pitched voices at the top of their lungs at the sox game and their mom just leaned over to me and said 'if thats not birth control i dont know what is'
Please explain to me what this has to do with my fantasy to fuck larry king?
I'm hard boiling eggs, drinking rum, and talking to my 8 year old brother about the 10's times tables. This is what thursday is all about.
so the last visual we have of him for the next 87 weeks is him outside on the ground rolling around yelling I HATE BLOWJOBS
i remember you telling me to take a shower, brush my teeth, go get back in bed w her, and "just do what i was born to do." and as soon as i stopped yacking i did just that. you saved my birthday.
Houston, we have a blender
Guess which frat house I just walked out of! And on a related note... guess who's uncircumsized
I'm not sure how many more innuendos I can slip into this fucking conversation before I just blatantly say "I want to fuck you."
I started blowing him in North Dakota, and I finished the job in Minnesota. Oh, the places road head can take you.
First things first, I always get more drunk than the birthday girl. Like, who's idea was it to sing karaoke? I killed it.
Can't really tell your Mom you are moody due to dick deprivation.
I will never use my dick in anger. With great dick comes great responsibility
Full body rubs, head scratches, foot rubs, massages, a penis that is able to get hard whenever you want it. I mean ive got a lot to offer
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