i fuckib htae you, you church bitch.
addddeeerrraaaallll.
ok i'm not sure if that was a success statement or a cry for help.
everytime he calls himself the maxipad master i can't help but wonder what costume that would involve.
I think you're the first person to ever call Louisville, KY a "romantic getaway".
This frat boy drinking a forty and wearing a pussy patrol shirt just ran out in front of my car. I should have used less brakes.
I don't remember which guy I met at the bar is coming to pick me up. It will be like my birthday surprise.
i don't care what you say, the winery is open and 10am is NOT too early to go barrel tasting
Just saw a white bronco on my way home from work and the license plate said "NOT OJ"
I heard from anne today. She has a broken collarbone and is knocked up. Apparently florida is awesome
She sent me a pic of shot glasses on fire if that tells you anything
critical mistake not lubing the nipples
#1 lesson to be learned from mardi gras this year: lock your car doors or some grimy dude like me might just bang in it and use your backseat as a kleenex
Definitely want to eloquently cunt punt those bitches thru the field goals of life.
His new place is a molesden. Like a hole in the ground. It's frightening how oddly private it is.
It rubs the lotion on it's foreskin...
I can't hookup with a guy in my car because it smells like Taco Bell..
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