Well that's not true. She had two social skills. She kept them in her bra
so, does the "dick the size of your forearm" thing run in the family then?
Change of plans. Theres a bouncy castle setup in my apartment complex.
Only I can have a panic attack in the back seat of a cop car and have them move me to the front seat.
I think I may have walked up to her while she was with her friends and asked for a "do over".
The only thing he had going for him was mad fingering skills. the ONLY thing. crayons have a wider circumference.
Eating a chocolate bar and crying over a cobweb. Life is beautiful and I love shrooms.
He said "you speak American pretty good for a Canadian" and it took everything in me to still fuck him. Dry spell ended btw
Cause I'll toss Tabasco sauce in his eyes and yell "Cobra attack" and walk away
At least be KIND OF sobering up before you text me, I've told you before I don't speak vodka unless I've been drinking it with you.
PS WHY wasn't I drinking it with you? Dick.
there is a guy with a glowstick staff outside my house
Interesting, I was always told to run away from crazy, but you seem to think we should run towards them dick first.
Dude. That's like masturbating until the point that you're going to climax, then stopping, waiting for a few seconds and then starting all over. While that does lead to an altogether more powerful orgasm, it's still annoying as hell until you get there.
I was not expecting that analogy.
No one ever expects that analogy.
I was trying to type "I just want you naked" and it put "I just want you baked"
Must lick fork, like it's a DICK
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