I got fucking wesley sniped last night by that power hoe. How'd it end up on your end? Did you canoodle the stripper enough for her to agree to go to formal?
i wanna do a homemade sex video in sepia and pretend were in the early 20th c
a strip club that doesn't allow touching or asking for sex... whats the point?
unless her vagina can tell me my horoscope in sign language, I'm not going.
she's basically destroyed all of the faith i had that skinny blond girls could be a functioning part of society.
do you ever just like the smell of your farts?
i can tell by the sound of your bed that he isnt that good at sex.
I thought I hit my peak drinking in college. Just finished first day on Wall Street. College was nothing.
he's got a countert top full of yard sale blenders so id say maragita wednesdays is a go.
he found you with your pants down, trying to straddle the urinal. no one should have to see their sister like that. ever.
I just won't go as hard tonight. Four dollar ladies night drink or drown is not a good idea for me. I like to get my money's worth.
Exactly. So he deserves crazy "thanks for keeping me out of jail" sex. Or an "I'm glad your excessive cocaine habit had some positive outcomes" blowjob.
Yeah Greg found him eating out of a tuna can with a pill cap
youre always welcome to strip dance on tables with me Mag. what are friends for.
Well, after emptying the contents of my stomach into a fucking rose bush, the only things moving through my digestive system are pills, coffee, and my own lip gloss. If that gives you any idea what kind of a day I'm having.
Well, personally I like to keep my blackmail in well organised folders.
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