real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
meet me or not, i'm out of control
Don't freak out about the couches in the driveway. We tried to unpack the uhaul drunk.
I smell like fire and strippers. Successful sunday funday.
I haven't seen him since I gave him a hand job in the hospital. I like to think I contributed to his speedy recovery.
This is the high leading the old right now
She looks like she smells of sausage, sunblock and sorrow.
He just stared me dead in the eye as he continued to beat off. Then said "you were going to catch me sooner or later".
You fucked him. I baby bird fed him whiskey . I feel like we've bonded.
Is it wrong i wouldn't sleep with him because his boxers said #1 dad all over them?
The fact that it neither of us came up with the reason of "it's morally and ethically wrong" speaks volumes about this relationship
No one understands the complete and utter debilitating 3 day bday bender.
I mean, the night I fell out of that bus I made you pour vodka onto my wound to clean it, then duct taped a paper towel to my hand and kept drinking.
I'm glad you got documented proof of my stupidity with a head full of nitrous
Hahaha and I'm glad you are doing whip its at a childrens basketball game
God. Spice Girls is now grocery store demographic. Kill me.
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