Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
She keeps referring to it as an "us" Either she is seriously mistaken on what fuck buddies are or she learned another meaning of the word "us"
i can't understand anything he's saying. But he spells alcohol right everytime so i deciphered it.
The least you could do before I go into your room is throw away the condom wrapper from the other girl I know you're banging.
What's grosser: using a dirty sex towel as an oven mitt? or using the oven to reheat superbowl bean dip for dinner?
Fuck I am starving. I don't think I've eaten in the past two days.
You didnt need to. Gin is like eggs, its a perfectly nutrionally balanced meal.
Intramural soccer game tonight. Be ready for blood. I haven't sobered up since thursday
It started as ''I want a romantic life right now'' text. It ended with pool table sex.
Come over. I have beer, your weird ass vegan pizza, and a raging hard on.
Marry me.
It looks like I jerked off a rainbow.
Only thing exciting about him was his dick.
We probably are going to die. So. Thanks for agreeing to be my Maid of Honor even though I torture you.
Even my conscience is telling me to take this Wednesday's exam buzzed.
He's the one named Andrew. In his profile picture he is the one on the right in the monkey costume.
My vagina likes him more than I do, but I’m going to follow her lead and see what happens
Randomize
