Just finished my law exam. Questions 4-18 seemed to pertain specifically to things we've done this semester.
And there I was, sitting Indian style on the kitchen floor, my fingers covered in peanut butter.
This is one of those times where I really wish my vagina could tell me what happened last night.
Note to self: last nights makeup does NOT, under ANY circumstances, look good today.
I'm just sad for you. It sucks that the 17 douchebag asshole guys you're fucking can't morph into one nice, normal, non-alcoholic guy that has a drivers license and no criminal history.
He was having a "party in the princess castle." At what point do I blindfold him and take him to AA?
The bar tenders gave me the number for a "taxi"... It's just a dude with a van. In retrospect, pretty sketchy. Robert was cool though.
Also, I found your gauge.
I found it under my pillow like a gift from the Sex Fairy.
Lmfao. We asked what you wanted to eat and you said vagina. I don't care what kind. Fresh, barbecue, roasted on a camp fire. I just want it on my taste buds.
Do you remember making out with the dude in the back of my cab last night?? You said his mustache tickled your tongue.
So you're not opposed to us ever having sex again? Because it just seems like such a waste to let a penis like yours go.
He was imitating a sprinkler when he started puking. Hence- vomit sprinkler. Some people just can't handle their tequila
Idk... I'm not sure why anyone would use a flesh light in general. Let alone hook it up to a wifi device.
Do you think Root Touch Up or Just for Men would work better on pubes?
Oh I had the weirdest dream in which I was an archeologist stealing a golden dildo from a snobby British person
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