Turns out "bordello" doesn't mean what I thought it did.
I have a dream, to one day wake up next to a girl, walk to the washroom and kick her kids toys out of the way. That day has come, yes we can.
I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
i just had sex with a fat kid who giggles when he cums. tequila really lowers my standards.
just spent about 3 1/2 hours looking for a dollar so I can buy weed.
suggestion: become a stripper.
its a sex-hate relationship...no love involved
I think hes settled down now. He's just licking the walls and the windows.
after giving each other head, we had a really nice post-oral heart to heart. found out he lost his virginity in a threesome.
And it looks like I sent you 4 failed attempts at the word "hey." Sorry about that.
he went to find a bathroom and came back 10 minutes later with a fifth of bacardi, a pack of cigarettes, and two funnel cakes. he is a man among boys.
No he exists. Who else tells me no matter how drunk I am to pull out. He's watching over me so my bastard doesn't get created.
The weed is temporarily burning the grammar section of my brain library.
I'm ready to sell my soul to the strip club tonight
Do you think it would be a margarita if you just out tequila in a sonic slush?
Make a note to pack something that won't catch shell casings in your cleavage
Randomize
