I wasn't fucked. I was just drunk, because i was still able to walk into the woods and masterbate.
the taste of these tagalongs is totally worth boning that creepy troop leader chick...
The guy in front of me in Sociology is definitely working on my farm in farmville. Never met him before. Do I thank him?
running late. just ran over a dude on a bike
I'm on a cruise to the Bahamas and this text message is gunna cost me $10 but I need you to pray on my behalf for the things I'm about to do these 2 girls and what I did last night to a 35 year old mother of 3.
chatroulette drinking game turned into a foursome.
We call it lazy sex. We just lay next to each other and help each other masturbate. that way we can both be on bottom.
I have reached the point in my life where I realized this is what I'm going to do for the rest of my life. Eat, shit , bar, drink, drank, drunk.
Did I change midway through last night?
Seven times. The most notable outfits were UFC Fighter and Top Hat Viking
And my only real exposure to Russian culture is you and Internet porn.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
I rode home in a shopping cart so there's that. MVP to the guy that pushed it.
The clothing optional portion of the night began around midnight. Then we did disgusting things to each other. It was beautiful.
You walked right into the door. Even the door guy and security guys were laughing.
You stocked up?
No actually didn’t get a chance. If you wouldn’t mind bringing me a brownie and a bottle of Jameson that’d be nice
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