Pants 0. Shit 1.
windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
i sold my breathalizer so i could buy weed
Maybe he just has a boisterous penis
It wasn't a wasted relationship. I got road-head in an Escalade. I still keep that with me.
New term. "Find a husband" fridays. It's like thirsty thursdays, but with a dowry.
I don't even know where to begin....there's queso sauce and public hair stuck to everything
Blackout me just wants to pee on sober me's dreams. Literally.
I'll be there in a few.
I'M COUNTING TO FEW.
I'll give you some choices for what to get me for Christmas. 1.You naked. 2.You naked 3.You naked.
Yes, if by 'finishing my business' you mean vomiting in her bathtub and losing my watch.
Why did I ever allow that penis to enter my sacred temple?
So my family just woke up on Easter morning and shared a bowl. That's bonding😊
should i feel bad about fucking you on my front lawn the day before you set me up with your best friend?
Lunch date was a success. And you'll be proud- my legs stayed closed.
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