I drank gravy. I actually drank gravy. This is heaven.
we need a dd. For wednesday. At lunch. What are we doing with our lives?
succeeding
we're making bets on your personal life
I don't want end up bound and gagged in the back of a van headed for rehab. Bound and gagged OK. Just not the rehab part.
I mean, I'm all about sharing, but when he tells me about his wet dreams about Oprah, I think it's taking it too far.
I no longer see him as a simple set of male genitalia attached to a very sexy body. The title "trophy fuck" seems wrong. Damn.
I have your car and your sandals. My shoes are somewhere under the puke couch. Safari time.
Yah at one point i was listening to metallica and doing pushups last night. I went thru alot of emotions.
Think of it this way, instead of a puppy, we're getting a baby.
Plus, I've always wanted to drive in rush hour with a huge cock drawn on my hood
OK BUT WHO THE FUCK FORGTS A LIVE CHICKEN IN MY HOUSE
When Pitbull's songs sum up your life... you know it's time for some serious life changes.
Alex I've come up with a new medical condition. dick depression. it's a real thing and I have it
My mom just asked me if I knew what Buzzfeed was. Then said she's watching the second Magic Mike for the bodies. Please help.
We're friends with benifits... The benifits being I'm fucking her boyfriend
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