508, what difference does it make? You were alone, anyway.
My whole home page is your drunken face booking, congrats.
I rubbed one out into an envelope and mailed it to her. Game point, I win.
It's like God knew that was my ex's best friend and punished me. I've never vomited that much in my life.
I just smoked a bowl in the dining room and am now drinking a glass of chocolate milk. i can't believe i'm getting paid for this.
this is really not the time to pretend we have morals
What's bad is when she said "what hobo did you steal this dick from?"
I want to have a prehistoric party. By that, I mean I want to dress up as a dinosaur and get drunk. That's all I want in life.
I like you as a friend, but I'm in love with your dick.
I'm looking for mother nature. And when I find her, I'm looking her right in the eyes and telling her to fuck off.
Omg. I wanna lecture the drug dealer about how highschool should not be his glory days.
What did he say?
NOTHING. GODDAMN HIM AND HIS MAGICAL PENIS!
I think I freaked him out last night. We got back to my place and I made chicken nuggets, chicken Alfredo, and half of one of those huge oreida hashbrown bags. And then ate all of it
Somehow she talked me into getting my dick pierced, weird first date.
I need more than 2 fuckable people this is an outrage
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