oh ps. last night you kept telling me to calm down because everything was fine cause you were getting "arab money"...
i'm sitting in the pool eating chicken pot pie with my little brother's friend. moments like these are the reason i love weed.
And there I was, sitting Indian style on the kitchen floor, my fingers covered in peanut butter.
There are bruises on the top of my foot. The pole won.
can we get together and have a vodka water gun fight? i need to get som intense excersise/alcohol
Me too it's so nice. Debated studying out there but woulda been 90% babe-watching 5% flexing 3% studying and 2% talkin my boners down.
He was the one that got away. From my vagina.
sounds like it. if it makes you feel better i blew up a $75000 farm tractor last night.
Also- bikini mowing was a horrible idea. One truck just drove by 3 times, turning around at the end of the block each time. My tan may be better for it but my conscience has been raped.
You were naked too, so it cancels out. We're straight.
You're 34. You can't make guys wait till the third date anymore. Step it up!
Hey I'm sorry for head butting you last night. Personally I thought it was funny at the time, but I can see how from your perspective it may not have been as enjoyable for you... Hope your lip is okay.
The lady at the front desk wished you a happy hangover.
He started humming a moment like this when I was taking off his pants.
My son's girlfriend just thanked me for having good penis genes.
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