Hey babe, chan wants you to stop texting her about the size of TJ's dick. please.
I guess calling a coworker a lesbian sea cow is some kind of violation.
he was chasing shots of soco with fistfuls of my birthday cake
woke up and she was making me crepes. definitely not the last time i fuck a culinary student
Her boobs looked like leather oven mitts. No more cougar hunting for awhile.
i'm 67% sure he was trying to sing in hawaiian
dude. this chick is staring at me like i gave her brother herpes.
Like some sort of pot growing robin hood.
I feel like his penis would have a weird haircut because he does.
I've come to the conclusion all of your awkward and complicated male encounters could easily be intercepted by a man town Yankee candle and a vibrator. Sleep on that tell me your thoughts in the morning. Sweet dreams.
I wonder if you're allowed to smoke pot at Denver bronco games now...
I know he's not here, but I can still see him. I found some of my old stash and its good shit so its expected to see sunlight at night and scary llama men. Midgets or otherwise.
He smells like cinnamon, and what I imagine to be orgasms
i just want to die with dignity and clean teeth, is that too much to ask?
So I lost my dignity between the strip club and your penis...
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