I'm so fucking pissed that I wasted my shooting star wish on him and his little penis.
just printed 333 ways to get kicked out of wal-mart. hello thursday night.
No dude, you can't hot box a bus shelter.
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
She actually pushed her roomie out of the way and said 'You already fucked him it's my turn!'
We are taking shots off of spoons and listening to Mary Poppins.
just watched a cripple ollie in his wheelchair to get on to the elevated floor in the bar. I. LOVE. WISCONSIN
He lasted about 30 seconds then said you can't win them all. But then he made me pancakes so it's okay. We shall call him mancakes.
I was just laying in bed wondering if there's more important things in life than cheese stuffed pretzels.
She looks well worn, presumably from a cavalcade of penis.
We have a little not a lot. We already rolled a blunt and named him Ron.
I was a little curious what "unspeakable" things he could possibly do to my feet
I wonder if go pro can customize a cock ring so I don't have to hold the camera anymore
Yeah, so, that moment when the repair guy comes in and you see your cock ring on the counter one second before he does.
You were laying next to me in bed at 4:30 a.m. I asked if you were drunk and you said you weren't drunk you were buzzed like a bumblebee. Then kept rambling on about having to call out of work.
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