I miss Bob Barker.
Yeah, more like Douche Carey...
I just spent $27 on things to pee on.
That's it, I refuse to live in a world where sparkly vampires beat Batman at anything.
Two girls are doing the worm relatively well on the bar floor after the fact I just saw one puke in the trash
Like if god were to send me a cock shot, that's what it would look like.
Honestly, it's not that easy picking a Saturday night outfit that can translate to Palm Sunday mass. Priorities.
Last comment. I know of no exercises, diets or practices out there to help keeping balls young and healthy. They simply succumb to gravity.
didn't realize her mom was home while we were fucking, but she's oddly okay with it. she made us food afterwards. but then kept talking about having grand kids the whole time. is it time to bail?
I'm going to sing sad and lonely Barbra Streisand songs at the top of my lungs if you don't get here soon
you can't just say no to brian. he was bugging me to get me to drunk for 14 hours straight yesterday. HE DOESN'T GIVE UP
mom had to come pick me up from the hotel. I crawled to her car. She told me the entire way home if I puked in it I was going to lick it up. Like high school all over again...
All I'm sayin is that I don't want to raise anything. Or deal with anything. Or having anything come out of my vagina. I mean, I don't think that's asking too much.
MY TITS ARE PERFECTLY CALM.
I'm just now realizing I've slept with guys from three different decades over the past year. That's gotta be some sort of record.
Gave a guy a blowjob in a convent. Place in hell is now secured...
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