I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
As a matter of fact my bong is named Hulkamania brother
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
Her boobs looked like leather oven mitts. No more cougar hunting for awhile.
He came up to me muttering about the pills on the bathroom floor... I found him an hour and a half later trying to take naked photos of himself with an alarm clock...
well apperantly i passed out on the stairs shouting "victory".
We haven't even scratched the surface on the damage we could do. Just saying
I picked up a chick last night on crutches wearing a I am boobman tshirt. I love raves.
I just screamed IM THE CHUPACABRA and jumped on his dick. I need to evaluate my life choices.
He asked me for a pic so I sent him a pic of my boyfriends dick.
I told him I just left the convent and really wanted a man. He fell for it. Sure beats telling him I'm a nympho stalker that followed him to the bar when I saw his beard.
You woke up in between the boxspring and the matress in a random dorm room.
Well, if I'm gonna go gay, it's gonna be for NPH
Hey I'm trying to get back with my ex I'mm done doing whatever we were doing I hope things workout for you
Weird flex but ok.
He’s like an awkward walking penis that has a personality attached
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