So I'm at the Chevron by your house. I need a condom and a couch.
Together?
Preferably.
i must have dtf stamped on my forehead
the truckdriver in the lane next to me just looked down and motorboated in my direction.
His dick was so small it sat perched on top of his balls like it was king of his scrotum.
the best part is my dad got arrested for the same thing at the same bar 30 years ago... so he cant be mad
Should we buy the taco bell before hand? Not having taco bell on Quattro de mayo isn't a risk I'm willing to take
Every man needs a table where they can sit and reflect on the successful penile conquests of the day.
I didnt think the feeling of accomplishment for fucking brothers would be this great.
I'm getting a collar when he gets back in to town! That's like the bdsm equivalent of getting his class ring!
The paramedics said she just kept whispering "I just wanted to party"
Because 9 pm Thursday you drink a loco cause you just wanna get drunk and have a good time with your friends. Then you wake up on Tuesday and you've had 17 locos and you're pregnant, lying on the side of the road, 3 states over. THAT'S why we don't have only locos parties.
I need someone to play with my boobs. Even platonically. I just need a good groping
Well when we Get drunk it gets rowdy. We could always attempt self-control. But historically and statistically speaking, we fail at that.
I'm not too sure what happened last night, but by the looks of it, we must have gotten drunk with zebras.
How is there a hawk inside this house? More importantly how the hell is he handling it without any gear?
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