Skip Greektown and come to Geektown. I just want to cuddle.
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
I would make tea from her tampons just to see her tits
i just was bootyclappin in front of homeless men in a back alley
Bob the builder, bob the uilder bob the builder bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbjbbbbbiotch!pp!!!!
My relaxing drive may end up as a surprise bootycall in Pittsburgh. Don't try to stop me.
some chick tossed a drink in your face at the bar last night. your mouth was opened so i think you ended up swallowing at least half of it. good job.
You wore a man's plastic top hat last night.
No I didn't. Whiskey did.
she visited to give me a bj between clients. Social work at its finest.
I'm in that weird half-dead, half fucked-simultaneously-in-every-orifice-by-a-bus-and-it-wasn't-a-good-time state.
We should have a bouncer at the top of our stairs asking the guys we bring home for ID...
I wonder if you're allowed to smoke pot at Denver bronco games now...
And amler is totally snoring loud as fuck sitting on the steps with her feet in a puddle of soda puke
I have 35 pounds of pennies. Need any?
Is it weird that I was turned on when he told me he had a vasectomy?
I knew you two would hit it off
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