drinking warm bud heavies i found in the garage and googling how to tell the gosselin kids apart.
That's ok. Our relationship has a solid foundation of booze and questionable behavior.
Really? How much of his life do you think he remembers? I'm pretty sure 75% of it qualifies as "kind of a blur".
It was honestly the most delicious alcohol I've ever drank, plus the added risk of going blind from methanol poisoning really enhanced the experience.
What's the most polite way to say "Congrats on losing weight, but no one is happy your boobs got smaller."
But hes like a baby bird with a broken wing that i want to FUCK.
I can feel my moral fiber fraying.
From time to time I think I'm happy for a second and then I remember how a guy stopped me from giving him head on my birthday weekend.
WE SHOULD MAKE A WORKOUT ROUTINE CALLED BARCARDIO
The blow job award ceremony was a little much. You guys didn't need to call out what happened the night before.
What? How can you say that? You won!
You know when you get a stripper pays your bail. You got good wood.
I woke up naked with a $20 bill taped to my titty, so I must of had fun.
Actually here it's more "lie around naked in a dark room" weather.
I found a hot kiwi last time and sucked his dick. That's what rooftop bars are made for.
And all i could do was bury the part of me that felt guilty for cradle robbing and put on my dick swallowing bib.
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