i was just at lovers lane looking for gifts for a bachelorette party.....with my mom
So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
I just heard a teenager say to his friend "dats my baby! i was hittin her up on myspace like gurllll. she got me steamin". must have missed the memo its 2005 and we still use myspace.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
i have no feeling in my penis or fingers but i think it was worth it
I'm drunk at McDonald's in a fairy costume at 10 am nearly two weeks after Halloween. I don't think the Ohio State fans get it.
I just stood next to my childhood self. Fuck, I'm really stoned...
Its bad when you wake up with a penis drawn on your face. Its worse when you find out its traced..
Maybe it's just my body's way of telling me I don't need pinky toes. Like I'm the next evolutionary leap or something...
You me handle of captain and a sorostitute study sesh, if we don't get laid mancards must be relinquished
At some point during thanksgiving the image of me pooping on ur moms chest will come to you. Your welcome!
Giving you good advice and being naked are not mutually exclusive.
no he just sat there holding the hammer and grinning insanely
You do realize he's just an extension of his penis, right?
You're the air beneath my wings and the lookout when I pee
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