Damn. That makes sense
I know im like the sherlok holmes of sexual problems
I've had a Margarita with salt, but I have to say I was impressed by the Stoli and Sprite rimmed with adderall
God dammit, you have a cape and I don't even have a fucking jacket.
I only want to screw him when I'm drunk. Problem is I try to be drunk as often as possible
Check that he is NOT ok. He just heated up SoCo and used it as syrup on his pancakes.
i just opened a bottle of wine with my dads power tools
Sometimes familiar penis is best. Its like comfort food for your vagina.
i would have thought, that you two being my best friends, one of you would have atleast tried to catch me before i hit the ground after blacking out.
You were so drunk last night you thought you force pushed the automatic door open.
I asked him if we could hang out sometime when we weren't hammered. He said he'd email me his number... that's when I knew I was going to die alone
Bullets don't scare me. I wish I was a coyote
i found waldo and immediately set him to work eating me out. please have more out of season costume parties.
He gives me the same feeling I get when someone puts a margarita or German chocolate cake in front of me
So...I know we have a conversation later this week. But one of the key things I want to know is if I can specify having my body mummified and buried in Egypt (or at least nearby the Luxor in Vegas). How much money do you think that would cost? Do I need to increase my life insurance policy?
I lost my cyber virginity to a guy I barely knew in high school while a Togepi Plushie watched.
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