similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
his semen tasted like maple syrup. no wonder fat girls always wanna fuck him.
Package from mother. Contents: Cookies, my old pokemon cards, and condoms. Note: "These have a July 2010 expiration date so give them away or use them with a gal that would be a great daughter in law. Love Mom" Love you too momma
nope im down the street in my car watching the front of her house. its actually less creepy than it sounds
You were outside the bathroom the gay guy was puking in, screaming "IT GETS BETTER!" over and over again. Good message, poor execution.
He's coming over, and I hope he doesn't get hungry. I'm sure its not proper protocol to bring one booty call to another booty call's house for the munchies.
Omfg amy I'm not kidding you I think a blow job is what landed me in the hospital
If we both finish he brings me a beer and cookies, if only he finishes I get wine and cheesecake. I think I'm in love.
The best part of last night was the women's softball game on the TV at the strip club
I only see on penis in this picture but I assume there is another lurking out of sight.
last thing I remember is yelling 'sit on my face' through a traffic cone
I just got winded making my bed. How do you think the workout plan is going?
How many Wendy's frosties do you think it would take to fill a bathtub?
Just remember, it's never too late to make a porno
at the time fanning him with a dish tray seemed like a good idea but when we found it buried in the dirt the next morning i questioned our judgement. needless to say he still threw up even with the extra breeze.
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