please pick me up with an explanation of why i shacked in a trailer with a guy who doesnt have a car.
If i could tip my vagina, i would.
I intend to get homeless drunk
all you kept saying from the spare room was "can you bring me a puke bowl...and the cat"
its a vaginal recession for me, ill take what i can get
Just pure bliss will emerge from Charles, my tranny bong.
It felt like Party Santa dropped by and gave us two more 18-packs.
Might be time to reevaluate my life. Banned from red roofs inns. Apparently I puked in ice machine. 3 hotels in a year.
I started blowing him in North Dakota, and I finished the job in Minnesota. Oh, the places road head can take you.
They flooded the bathroom and their version of cleaning it up was to throw our couch cushions on it. That's when I decided to chug tequila and go drunk bowling. So hitting the kid with my ball is really their fault.
But how will the next generation learn about life choices without a Jersery Shore?
One of my life goals was never to see an uncircumcised dick. I guess that's out the window now.
He had a clap on lamp. So every time he was ramming into me, the lights kept turning on and off
He told me I was a good dog mom. I've never been so turned on in my life
Just a little. Like do I say "hey I'm the girl that's fucking your son, nice to meet you"
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