that's just what I need...drunk ass people throwin hatchets in the dark.
I kinda look like a classier blonde kenny powers.
i just heard her through the wall saying "not on my face! NOT on my face!" then a scream and "I SAID NOT ON MY FACE!!!"...nice work dude.
i think i had to give the cab driver my id to get home last night because i couldnt talk.
Well, my nose won't stop bleeding from really bad cocaine and my purse is full of plastic gold coins. Also, someone saved in my phone as "tyrannosaurus sex" won't quit texting me. Savannah won. Let's put it that way.
There's a 35% chance I'm still residually drunk from last night.
And you say you're not good with numbers...
I want a bunch of melted cheese. or a penis. or a penis covered in melted cheese
And don't try to lose a condom in me tonight. My vagina is not a storage compartment where you can just leave something and try and use it again later in the week.
So while you were living in this woman's apartment, you acquired a room mate, fucked her daughter, and killed her bunny. Worst sitter ever
i don't know what body building stuff he's on, but his cum is basically a 5 hour energy shot.
Found the cure to anxiety attacks.
An orgasm
But can mardi gras accurately capture the essence of my tiny rage?
Is the Glover Park Chipotle past the strip club?
Why is that your only point of reference?
Just answer the question
Why do I like him? He literally has no redeeming qualities.
Btw, how did you break into my room, and why did you decide that covering the mushrooms with a blanket was more secure than a lock on my door?
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