i just saw a midget buying condoms and graham crackers. i wonder which was the impluse buy.
Im so hungover that my 6 year old cousine made me aspirine and coffee out of playdoh...
at which point I apparently ran in and shouted "I made the sex with that one!"
You bring the bicep workout. I'll bring the unscented gentle products. We'll both bring our penises.
It's all fun and games until you throw up hot cheetos in your drawer.
I'm venturing to your corner of this sin house in t minus 2 minutes.
I realized last night, I never talk dirty in German during sex. How much wasted potential is that?
The only explanation I can think of is that he still likes me. Which gives me an enormous amount of power over him and makes me laugh with malicious intent.
Just think Febushuary. A whole month of 70's esque bush! This is the dream
I have to be more responsible. I've dropped three lighters into my bong today.
struggle bus is officially taking me on a road trip to hell. If this is just the first destination, I'll jump out the fucking window.
My gut feeling that we had reached a new level of intimacy last night was confirmed early this morning when you sleep farted on penis.
this could be the second dad I've smoked weed with
You don't realize how cold it really is...I poured my bong out the second floor window and icicles hit the ground.
last night is slowly putting itself back together. Its one giant slutty puzzle, all the pieces are covered in tequila and shame.
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