He can hate all he wants but were fucking with these crocs on
I am really glad that on the inside of a card from your grandparents you have transcribed the rules for circle of death
I feel dirty and I went home alone. Bars should be like airlines and make fat girls pay double for everything.
A lady just asked me if you "seat yourselves" here at qdoba. I told her yea and she has been sitting at a table waiting for someone to take her order for 25 mins.
I couldn't tell if those girls from the bar were lesbians or just awesome
just wondering who decided to put a cup of throw up in my fridge
Exactly. Because my vagina can't be consoled with words. It requires a thicker form of communication
I wonder when walk of shame thursdays in the rain will finally make me stop drinking.
The cougar has a calendar on her wall of when she can give topless handjobs again. I pity her husband.
Well I was going to go home but vodka happened.
It was just a Craigslist hook up but she wore sweats. Where are the girls with class?
It's simple. He fucks me at his place and I fuck him at my place. It's like man of the house gets to top.
He's standing in the corner rubbing his nipples and reflecting on poor life choices
Driving, getting head and talking to your boss on the phone is not a good combination. I nearly died
You literally brought me back to life and then fucked it out of me
Randomize
