So I'm at the Chevron by your house. I need a condom and a couch.
Together?
Preferably.
We've shared an experience, my friend. I, too, have talked on the phone with a parent while giving a handjob
I'd rather say I'm a whore then admit it's his child. Its that bad.
You just kept yelling, "THAT'S THE POWER OF PINESOL, BABY!"
So puking trix and chicken wings is horrible but atleast we got free drinks for taking the trash out at the bar we are really movin up in the world
It's raining beautiful colors and I don't know what the fuck is going on
The dopest dose you'll ever dose. I felt like an octopus all of thursday
Seriously. All i can say is im covered in mud, my jaw hurts, i cannot straighten my arm, egg is everywhere, and there is a dead squirrel.
The heart of my unhappiness in my job is that it's not a place where coworkers and I can draw dicks on everything to amuse each other
I can't blame him for thinking that then, placing a cone shaped potato chip on the tip of his penis post bj is not a normal act of love
Your argument isn't valid... just because I test the waters doesn't make me gay. Makes me versatile. And who doesn't love that!
He drives a tundra! Of course I fucked him. Im just saying eventually im going to need help moving and he has a nice truck. Its like thank you for later on
it wasnt that bad
you tried to climb into my fireplace while screaming TO DIAGON ALLEY! we didnt even watch harry potter. it was bad
He made me spaghetti, gave me wine and I fucked him on the floor, Is that a fair trade of services to you?
he came with me to get plan b but they didn't have any. when I started crying he said "come on it's not that bad.. ill go get sandwiches from the vending machine and we'll have our first meal together as a family"
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