Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
so im kinda of nervous about the whole bust inside event last night
So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
there comes a time in a mans life when you ask yourself, will i fake love for blowjobs? and the answer is always yes
my little brother just asked me why i have handcuffs. How do I tell him that his sister likes being taken advantage of in the bedroom?
You better drive. If I decide to let them talk me into a 3-way, I don't want you to be stranded.
What did I eat last night that was bloody?
He's single. I'm single. We should rekindle our eighth grade romance over a box of wine and carefree sex.
I was just asked if I wanted to struggle snuggle. She's a keeper
Landen experienced Greenville for the first time last night. He was awaken by 2 cops and 4 EMS guys this morning in the bed of that truck that is for sale at the swashbuckler carwash, said he was trying to walk to waffle house... Greenville- 1, Landen- 0
Yeah I don't remember how I got home last night
Judging from my pants, I embarrassed myself smh
Nothing says Happy Holidays like sending a picture of your ass to the wrong manager.
Jello shots and homoerotic movie scenes bingo?
6 more days and it'll be a year since i slept with him and never went home
i'm drinking soco out of a mickey mouse cup right now. i love it when college and my childhood meet in the middle.
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