I hope to God it wasnt poon. That odor was unnatural, it was satanic pussy.
New first...just saw an entire family of homeless hitch hikers...kids and all. God, i love Oklahoma!
MRIs the morning after St. Patty's Day was a poor choice.
You are like a prophet. It's amazing how many people you convince to be lesbians.
By this time tomorrow I expect us to be sitting at the kitchen table either playing a drinking game, or crying. Set an alarm
I was trying to chase her off the carpet, but now there are figure-eights of cat vomit. everywhere
I think you were giving a sex seminar on your kitchen table last night.
She told me about it right after. She said she was scared I would be disappointed. And I was, but I pretended not to be. Which pretty much sums up our relationship.
He wants me to have his first child. So that makes four gay men that've called dibs on my eggs.
I'm still pretty drunk right now, but when this hangover hits me, I'm going to be super pissed. It's a preemptive never drinking again.
Explain the King Dong next to my face.
So how exactly do I backtrack from motorboating and ass grabbing?
be right there i have to get my cape
He's like a father figure to me, except we have casual drunk sex every now and then
There are two guys here arguing over Pearl jam and Nirvana. 1991 wants its argument back.
Randomize
