So when jo picked me up from the bar I kept apologizing and kept telling her "I'm just a wittle donut"
One girl and one boy is just not enough.
i cant cry in cvs. not again.
He just got home drunk. He ate 5 snack cakes, said Little Debbie's his bitch, went upstairs and fell asleep.
My bullwhip has saved my life tonight and gotten me laid. I'm gonna be Indiana Jones every Halloween!
You climbed into the Suite next to us at the game so you could steal the half eaten hot dog someone had left on the table. That high.
I was running around taking people's drinks at the bar and just dumping it into my Gatorade bottle screaming roofies.
fat chick, vomit on the dog, and three unidentifiable pills in my ear. all in the same ear. what the hell happened after the guests showed up?
I was tied up in bed before noon, the rest of the day can go to hell.
Why on earth is he slamming his body into the wall again?
I can officially say I had a blunt rolled on my ass
She deserves a chance to suck my penis. This is America. Its her God given right.
Basically one minute I'm sucking on her nipples and then 45 mins later we're at work and she's my boss.
I answered the booty call in my Trophy Wife cutoff and my ex-boyfriends sweatpants with a bottle of jager.
and how was that received?
What do you think would be the best way to remove a baby carrot from a vagina?
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