This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
He told me he was a psychology major, and I responded by asking him where he hid his vagina.
We've made a drinking game out of how many times the tornado sirens go off. We're good at tornado safety.
So I love how we keep introducing our friends to sex toys. It's like pay it forward vibrator edition.
Sorry for rubbing my feet on you and repeating "good pony, stay."
Who am I sleeping next to in your bed? Where are you? Also when are you coming home... I need coffee.
jut tell him gently that you'd rather spend more time with his dick than his face
There is a midget driving a powered tricycle around town. I am not drunk, stoned, or lying.
We exchanged snapchat usernames instead of numbers. Is that what America has come to?
Also my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall
I think I just got suckerpunched by a 14-year-old.
You're like the Miss Manners of anonymous gay sex.
holy f. i broke my toe giving him head. how does that even happen!?
My mom said "I saw the signs you guys were high, so I made the spaghetti"....so ya, I'd say she definitely knew
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