Ok pretty sure I just saw Mike O'Malley walking through the parking lot. I wanted to see if I followed him, would he lead me to the acro-criag, i've always wanted a crack at that bitch.
I think you're asking the wrong person. You don't understand. Like I would fuck the act of fucking itself if I could.
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
I would call you but I don't feel like these hands belong to me.
We ended up sleeping in the emergency room for safety (you know, well lit, cameras..) and then an ambulance drove us to the train station around 4am. great last night in australia.
He raised his arm and dropped it in his sleep to smack himself awake. He knows his phone has an alarm clock right?
We ended up debating which Food Network host would do best in porn.
Just walk up to him nice, spread your legs like smooth peanut butter on toast and scream "LOOK AT MY BEAVER! LOOK AT IT!!"
He was having Sex and you yelled 'hot and dangerous!" and he responded with "if you're one of us then roll with us!" when he went to he bathroom I saw her getting dressed, looking mortified.
I kinda took a step back after our "surprise bottles night"
When I'm drunk I really like to hold dicks. Like, affectionately.
He must've been a bear in a previous life. My nipple is bleeding. Shit's sensitive.
When you're trying to sneak from the bathroom to your room with dildo, but it glows in the dark and suddenly your entire life is illuminated in the shape of dick
I couldn't really understand you because you were really quiet and I said "I don't know what you're saying, it's kind of a big mumble" and you said "that sums up my life"
My vagina measures dicks. It's accurate to the half inch.
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