She thinks she is all that and a bag of skittles but I'm definitely not tasting the rainbow...
i've decided to use this saturday afternoon to take care of my pube situation
drunk...on the white house tour...security is staring. this will not end well.
He fell asleep and they duct taped him to the floor. He's pissed.
Just orgasmed in traffic. Starting to have feelings for my commute.
We used a lit joint as a candle for her birthday cake
I remember seeing his penis I just dont know exactly what I did with it
I spilled beer everywhere which led to an oil fire and me melting a spatula again. And then I was late to class so I explained what happened to the teacher.
Remember that time you gave me a fat lip with your vag? We should do that again!
You were drunk it couldn't have been that bad
I've never been drunk enough to enjoy getting a blister on my dick.
Just puked in my hallway. Good start to a great night
tried to make it look like I had been conscious/awake and out all day when I stumbled into cvs at 6pm to buy plan B
update: I failed
I don't know what you're doing this morning, but obtaining Plan B is my number-one priority.
also I was promised more toga parties by popular media
My condom drawer is now filled with W-2s and tax return documents. Is this adulting?
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