So I went into my gym pretty wasted and asked the trainer guy if i could order a cock meat sandwich. Needless to say, I'm canceling my membership tomorrow.
she just stood in the kitchen yelling "REAL WOMEN HAVE CURVES"
his recent searches consisted of "World record for not bathing" and "Miley Cyrus vs Taylor Swift". Not even i am that desperate.
It's not weird mascara. I just have puke crusted on my eyelashes.
We eventually get in a cab (after david tried to hail multiple regular cars and some sort of shuttle bus)
I walked into my room to see them crying, watching hey arnold, and passing a franzia box back and forth...
he ate me out like he was chugging a beer.
it was good sex until i became a rubber doll and he became a jack hammer, so i guess overall it was good
the only thing you and i have in common is the we like weed and looking at my naked body.
Whiskey and an unstable home life is apparently the fountain that 20-something boys like to drink from.
So random question. Does beer act the same as other alcohol disinfectants?
I'm tired of looking like my mother fucked Chewbacca.
Next guy I fuck must be a cowboy
she was sitting with her tits completely out.. on the kitchen floor..eating pickles by the handful... rapping mac dre... and then lit up a cig and continued...that drunk
I love you so much and not just because your dick is perfect
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