I can't. I can't get out. He cooked me food. And made me jager bombs. And painted a glow in the dark smilie face on my boobs
Would it be in bad taste to ask Marky Mark to sign the vibrator I named after him?
Remind me again why sleeping with a coworker and his wife would be a terrible idea.
So that'd what fifty dollars of chicken at 7/11 looks like. Made it to work on time. Puked twice. BOOM.
He makes me want to shower. It must be love.
Yeah. Just jump him. Naked. Claim his dick for yourself.
He's doing his thing where I don't know if he's alive until three in the afternoon so idk
He didn't get laid that weekend.. and that is honestly an accomplishment for the rest of us.
well a fat roach just fell out of my hair. so there's that
I never thought wine and chicken nuggets would end up being a thing that I did, but here we are
I want to but I can't have a boner while doing a install and working with a customer
I've made this amazing blanket/pillow cocoon combo and I am set for life in here.
apparently I kept repeating I have a to do list this summer and he's on it
The box said 94% effective prevention of pregnancy if used correctly but God knows I’m not gonna use it right so let’s adjust that to like a 70%
We are so disgustingly codependent and I wouldn't have it any other way
Randomize