This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?
For some reason, Oliver from Hannah Montana reminds me of pudding.
That's cute.
people from other dorms came to marvel at the dump i took. i had a bio major take a picture.
im using the astroglide sample u sent me as a bookmark for the book im using to write my midterm paper. i need to get laid. bad.
If it makes you feel better, I doubt anything could survive in your uterus.
I think one day, after evolution kicks in, my sons will thank me for having a 3rd ball. That's how much sex I'm having.
Do you have any idea how hard it is to concentrate on legal issues with the ghost of his giant penis in me?
Meeting girls and telling em you have no hair on your calves is not an acceptable pick up line
also, just kill me. literally hit me with a vehicle, or an aircraft, something that will ultimately make me forget tonight.
I'm imaging you naked, covered in butter. And I gotta say, I'm not impressed.
im going to hold it over his head for all of eternity. when his children are born i am going to go to the hospital as his wife is giving birth and shove the picture in the childs face, so the first time they see their father is in a drunken stupor looking like a jackass.
I got my dick out in a gay bar for just one free shot. I didn't know I could be bought so cheap
Sometimes intelligent conversation doesn't mix well with a romantic interest. It's possible the two are best kept separate. Toys should just stay in the toy box.
I have got to stop telling people I was almost a prositute every time I drink
Just boned her on my desk. on top of my term paper. take that professor dipshit
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