no, there's no challenge. I live a humble lifestyle out of virtue.
You wear Armani Exchange.
But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
they're scary. like turkeys that ate nuclear fucking steroids.
Apparently throwing up on your own cape is still a party foul
her underwear stopped being sexy when i saw her pubes sticking out of the top.
im calling her cock vulture from now on
Saturday at 4 is jello wrestling sponsored by the senior class council. That's why my school is awesome. Boom.
Well. It was around 3 or 4 in the morning. He ran into the woods. Wearing moccasins. Holding an extension cord. He was trying to catch a deer. That about sums up the awesomeness of the night.
Well two things you gotta know if you're gonna live here. your alcohol tolerance is gonna need to go up, and people do blow. Get used to it. Nobody is gonna pressure you into it. That shits expensive
Ok, so technically yes she wore a red tank top to the stoplight party. But under it was a yellow bra and green panties.
hell hath no fury like a questionably-gay best friend scorned
Currently hot boxing a fort I made on our snow day... This is legendary
I love you but I don't want to see you naked.
I just set my mike's hard down and didn't want it to spill, so I held my finger up and told it to shoosh. I'm drunk.
color coded lube a great way to organize my bootie calls
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