just walked by a lingerie store, the sign out front, "Specials for Father's Day", in no way is that just not wrong.
After he finished I threw up my arms and shouted STEVE HOLT!
anal on a first date. tsk tsk.
And then he said "I can't get blown while Gordon Bombay and Mr. Holland stare at me from the TV"
I'm not really sure how I got home, but judging by this headache, i'm assuming it involved bourbon.
Dude, 1 prime defect in the snuggie- you can't fuck someone discreetly under a snuggie. No way no how
when i was alone, his dick was there for me...
I think you blew our chances when you yelled "YOU SLUTS COMING TO THE TITTIE BAR?" in their face
He taped the number 420 over all of his clocks
Am I texting you while being used as a stripper pole by two half-naked women? hint: I am.
Come to the roof. We are drinking breakfast.
It was the highest I'd ever been. I felt like a blob. A blob eating a burrito.
Just realized that I bailed on you guys yesterday just so I could get wendy's. it was worth it but still, sorry
How did people get blow jobs before text messaging?
Just blew on a shot of whiskey to cool it off, like it was soup...
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