I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
he keeps commenting everything on my facebook. it's like he's virtually peeing on me
I just got a bj @ my old preschool...my childhood memories r all ruined
I vomited in the sink and my bra was in there...I don't even have words to describe this hangover confusion
She gave him a lap dance on the glass table. You can guess how that ended
i think he saw me take a picture of his dick
There is no way I am paying you $5 apiece for pot brownies you found behind a dumpster. $2, maybe.
It's like a new game! Find out if he's circumcised without actually seeing it
I'll even be awesome and bring pizza for your family, just as a "hey thanks for letting a stranger get trashed at your house" gesture.
As part of the off-hours team building exercises, I had my new coworkers figure out to push me back to the hotel from the nearby bars in a shopping cart every night for a week.
But I mean, have you ever just LOOKED at how majestic penises are? They are like ivory columns of pure wonder!
Maybe next year when I'm 30 I will be over puking at lunch on Fridays. Maybe
Sorry was covered in semen when you texted me. Just walking back from the Harvard Club
All you needed to say was one of those sentences and the other would've been implied.
I literally farted midsex as a siren for him to get the fuck off me.. No such luck.
Blame the bisexuality and move on?
Randomize
