So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
its amazing how hard it is to tell vomit from stuffing the day after
I JUST WANT SOMEBODY TO EXPLAIN HOW FORESKIN WORKS AND DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY THIS IS A PROBLEM.
The best, and by the best I mean the worst, was the 7 month along pregnant chick in the skin tight body suit.
So right before she was about to give me head she tapped the tip and said "Is this thing on" I think I'm in love.
Just saw a man in a motorized chair roll by drinking a beer. It's 9:45 AM. I love Louisiana.
Liar. My heart is broken and my boobs are disappointed.
FUCK YOU VODKA I'M TRYING TO ADULT RIGHT NOW
Do exhausted, barely concealed hand jobs count as joining the mile high club?
If it involves notarization or the Misfits, I am up to date. Anything else, I know fuck-all.
...and now I welcome the sweet embrace of death.
Literally been in their house 5 minutes and I've projectile vomited all over the bathroom wall. The dog licked it up though so I think it's cool.
Best news I’ve heard all day. Cookies and dick. What more could a girl ask for?
isnt it crazy how for years we were living our owns lives, and now only a wall seperates us?
stop. eating. my. shrooms.
Yeah but now he has a wife. It’s going to be different this year
So what. We’ve banged every Thanksgiving since high school. She just has to understand it’s a holiday tradition
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