I just realized that "Hey girl, when you gonna let me tap that?" is in iambic pentameter. I'm going to write a poem...
I hate that the only Italian aspect of me is I get red and sweaty when I drink
My body isn't even mad at me...just disappointed
It's all fun and games until you throw up hot cheetos in your drawer.
The security guard popped his head over the mens room door and goes "nice tits- now get out." Deer in headlights moment right there.
Seriously though, you almost tore my right nipple off.
Drinking vodka straight from my water bottle because of the debate. I just need to forget.
That amazing moment when the girl in the passenger seat decides to strip you while your driving.
You ninja crawled over five sleeping guys to get in my room at 6 in the morning to wake me up for sex
...and I think that may just be my favorite moment in our fuckbuddyship
Yeah we do. It needs to be like a good penis- long, substancial, and able to make people cry.
If its possible to have a hickey on your nipple, I have one. Thank you.
but I have boobs. I'm not going to buy my own drinks at the bar like some kind of fucking animal.
Fall is here I will miss walking downtown in nothing but paint and pasties
I climbed to the top of a stripper pole and touched the ceiling. Accomplishment?
If I have put a neon “vacancy” sign on my skirt for him to get the picture I will.
Randomize