Define "chronic" masturbator.
I just sold my mom a dimebag. Should I feel scared or sucessful?
she told me I give head better than a lesbian. I know it's a great compliment but it kind of threw me off.
I woke up this morning peeing out bubbles . I smell like baby wash . What the hell happened .
He completely dissapeared at the baseball game. We found him passed out at the hotel three hours later with souviner photos of himself at the top of the Sears Tower.
I wanna die of smoke inhalation. In a huge teepee. Or one of those big things kids in kindergarten have that you throw up in the air then sit inside of.
I have a strict rule of what enters my vajay. It's either sparkly, or human. Anything else and I draw the line. Standards.
DON'T WEAR PANTS.
I REPEAT.
DO. NOT. WEAR. TROUSERS.
IM SO HIGH RIGHT NOW, IM WHAT ROCKET MAN WANTED TO BE WHEN HE GREW UP. ELTON JOHN CAN BLOW ME.
my grandpa paid for my boob job but he just doesn't know it.
I smoked all his weed and he hasn't noticed yet. But I might need a place to crash when he does
I'm soaking her vibrators in tabasco and wasabi paste. "furious" is an understatement
I wear drunk well.
I have easymac and six pack of beer. This night can't get any better.
If you wear a peguin suit you MUST send me a picture!!!
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