it was worse than that time i tried giving evan head 4 days post nose job.
I skipped class, don't know why though bc all I did in the meantime was cook pancakes and watch infomercials..my life sucks
long story short: there's a file in the master file cabinet labeled "lube".
She's Christian and monogamous. Two wammies right there. No amount of convincing will turn that bi for a night.
But then he started to talk about his wedding he wants and I quote " and yes parts will be choreographed"
So you used a whole package of smoked meat last night. Didn't eat it, just took it out and put it all over the fridge.
This is going to be one of those "I can only do this high" classes
I don't know whether to call the hospital or call the prison first.
His dick looks just like him, taller than average, thick, and somehow always angry.
This is the fourth day in a row I woke up with cheetos spread around me in a ritual pattern..this weed is unreal
I would rather her be sleeping with someone new than getting to go Harry Potter world before me...
I told some guy on tinder, that apparently has a prosthetic leg, that I think we started off on the wrong foot. I hate myself...
idk i was trying to watch Fuller House and you got up out of a dead sleep, just in your boxers, said "no more Dave Coulier" and walked out to the living room and unplugged the router
So I figured it out. There's two types of shitters. Moaners and grunters. And on occasion there's a third. It's the ill fabled grunt moaner.
Only you would try street racing in a Volvo.
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