I don't know. The next thing I remember we were in the walmart parking lot making out.
I had sex with him, and then he gave me a $5 Starbucks gift card. Totally worth it
how are pickles made is in the google history again... why do you always wonder that, and forget the answer?
I'm inventing beer flavored vodka. This raspberry shit makes me feel like a pussy.
Take my keys. Load me into the vehicle. Drive. Get food. Come back. These are my demands.
You're just horny.
Yea, and? I appreciate you as a person too if that helps.
before the moonshine you were already braiding the bouncers beard -_-
I fucking love my neighbors. I offered him chocolate and somehow it turned into a sexual proposition.
I sewed up my pants, stole his girlfriends white shirt, and went to work hungover like a responsible adult.
Just banged your ex. So it really is 'him, not you' in that he's gay. Rodeo champion gay.
Apparently I told him he would be good for human sacrifice.
he appreciated my fucking vagina for two hours he can appreciate my honesty
He sent me a dick pic, and it had smeared lipstick on it. So I sent him the pic of my tit with the hickey ring your brother gave me.
I'm going to make a stack of pancakes and fuck it. Right now.
as a guy is it bad that even my mom called me easy?
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