So I finally got the Patron washed off my boobs.
I envy you so much. I get girls who pee on my floor and you get girls who leave in the middle of the night
we found his I.D. in the upstairs bathroom...under a towel in a hidden pile of snacks from her kitchen
It's official, I need to start putting my vagina's needs before my own.
Yeah he got kind of mad when he found out he had chased his last two shots with a combination of orange soda, water, and used mouth wash.
We established that I was in 5th grade when she was in her final year of grad school. Her daughter is also in 5th grade.
It would just be icing on the fucked up cake we're baking, if he got me pregnant.
All I really remember is shouting "THANKS FOR LETTING ME MAKE OUT WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND."
What can I say? You have this amazing power over straight girls.
Wrong. I really wanted to see the movie. And she was on top of me like she was riding a mechanical bull. Who am I to complain? I live to serve.
I've never said "lesbians" so many times in a short response answer
I'm in the smoking section between a transvestite molly dealer and a group of juggalos. I shouldn't be that hard to find.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
MANY MANY THINGS AND MOST OF THEM ARE YOUR FUCKING FAULT
This is not okay. I only like one boy. I should like 200 boys and be having wild unprecedented sex. Instead I like one boy whose a born again virgin.
Question: how does one descretely ask the ice cream truck driver thats out at 10:00pm if he sells weed?
Goat in kitchen.....explanation?....
Randomize
