i found a roscoes card in my pocket that says 'fuck me bare fo $15.20'. Wow
I wish i could go to google and type in drug dealers and it would bring up a number, a product and direction
MRIs the morning after St. Patty's Day was a poor choice.
..She then engaged in what she called an "interpretive pole dance"
All is not lost. The bondage chair came with repair seals and glue. It's like the knewwwwwww this would happen.
Hey if there is a better reason to go drink then "I've been fucking robbed!" I have yet to hear one. Also, I've been fucking robbed.
I hate it when fuck holes buy me drinks at the bar. You don't know my order. You don't know me. You don't know where I've been. You don't know my life.
When we were finished I asked him how long it had been since he'd cum that hard. He thought really hard for a while before telling me his brain forgot how years worked.
Perfect. Let's do that. I'm thinking everclear and green dye as our base. We shud start from there
I would fuck him just for his dog
I did just chug a pint glass of wine during a solid round of masterbation, so I believe I am ready for bingo.
Thanks for DJing my sex last night. You were on point 💜
Apparently I called down to the hotel front desk and begged them to bring us pizza. They brought us tea.
I just texted my mom from a strip club.
No. I'm home alone and 100% dickless. I hate my life.
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