I saw his package. It spoke to me.
still doesn't change the fact you were dunking your sock in the toilet.
Once I saw his penis, I knew I made the right choice
votings over. no more wacking it to anti christine o'donnell ads
I wonder if they'd let me siphon the gas out my car before they impound it
I just remembered you had me meet your law professor while I was wasted...how'd that go?
I'm just gonna go with where the wind takes me. if it takes me to his dick, so be it.
Oddly enough I feel totally fine now. Clonazapam and red bull the breakfast of champions.
Dude I should have just gone home with the guy with dreads and the cat
Jesus christ. I put you on speaker when you called me last night and you told me to brush my teeth with a dick.
I think I sold my soul to a dominatrix last night.
well, unfortunately the rug burn lasted longer than the actual relationship
I just don't think it's that outlandish to ask that I don't get messages from my husband at 8:30pm on a Wednesday telling me he peed on our cat
He bent me in ways I couldn't imagine.. and im a gymnast.
How is there a hawk inside this house? More importantly how the hell is he handling it without any gear?
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