Yeh xou jao i ama wa7tdud !!
Oh my god. its not even twelve thirty and you are useless.
a kid who worked there came up to me and let me know you were sitting in the bathroom sink. he said it was fine, so i just kept checking on you.
You can't just send the picture of my vagina back to me, 2 months after we broke up, and make small talk out of it.
You came in as I got off work, ordered us jack and cokes. Put them on my tab, and then proceeded to fall asleep on the bar.
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
Drinking gin at a party, riding a giant inflatable walrus all around the living room.
fun fact #6 about tuesday nights: giving head with two 40s taped to your hands is not as easy as you would think
A blow job from a tiger shark would still entail less risk to your genitals than having sex with her.
You just kept walking around in a circle saying "well played 6th street well played" before falling over.
Thanks for fucking me in last night
TUCKING. TUCKING ME IN LAST NIGHT
omg he is no good in bed, bless his little heart and his big dick
Sorry I crashed a riding mower into your garage door. No hard feelings??
It wasn't until I lost my earring that I realized "I've been here before". Turns out we fucked a year ago. We've decided to make it a tradition.
what color bed sheets say meditative warrior but also welcome to my sex dungeon...
navy blue
The fact that you have an answer to that is why we are friends...
Clothing is a burden necessitated by propriety.
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