if my spotter knew I was listening to the Wicked soundtrack on my iPod, I wouldn't even be mad if he dropped the barbell on my throat
tried to be sexy and unbutton his shirt with my teeth. ended up slobbering all over it. thank god he was already passed out
it's ok. you also told me I can feel free to vomit on your blow dryer sometime.
i was laying in her brothers bed, in his old room. and i kept getting the chills. i didn't know if it was a draft or the ghosts of BJ's past.
This is the first time I have ever hoped it's poison ivy on my cock
sitting alone on a bench with a sombrero and a bottle of vodka. really angry i got here before you guys.
Hey! Where are you? It's Irrisponsible Patio time and you're not here firing shots down summer student's throats
I'm not sure what your ex was trying to say to me I was too busy chanting your name in his face
I was woke up by the fucking Star Spangled Banner this morning. I sat up in bed and put my hand over my naked heart. I was so confused
We found him. He was passed out in a McDonalds booth with at least 6 big Mac wrappers. The employee said he kept yelling that he was in America and had the freedom to have big macs. Fucking Italians...
like are we talking 'quick beer' bad or 'break out the real vodka' bad
this temple that is my body is starting to crumble and turn into ruins
The problem is that you are trying to hold on to some dignity. Let it go. I hope your rash gets better.
They forgot my ranch. They're dead to me.
Weird. And pubic lice are now endangered so your hairy balls can rest easy
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