When we talk. Remind me of these topics, photoshop, my bday, threesomes, and cherekee indians. I swear these are real topics...
New topics to add when we talk, sweden, boxing, and the band journey
some girl had on jean underwear. i hate america.
my cabbie only has one arm...this can't be safe
the only thing i remember last nigh is talking to some chick for thirty minutes about cheese.
As i lay in bed, clutching my face, i'm starting to believe your dick in my eye story.
great idea involving lots of fake blood and face paint, call me tomorrow.
he spent like 10 minutes trying to convince us that he was throwing up in the bushes on purpose in order to cut weight for wrestling
I know we said we never would. But try fucking a fat guy. He put in so much more effort and then made me waffles.
some how during sex we caught an ENTIRE pillow on fire. A WHOLE PILLOW.
He's tying my arms above my head and all I can think is that I should've shaved my armpits
She took me into the bathroom and force fed me a panini, it was pretty good.
Hypothetically - think of it as Schrodinger's blow-job.
No, Ethan, handcuffs and friendship bracelets are not "basically" the same thing.
I swear he is my soulmate. He kept feeding me goldfish while we were fucking. Who wouldn't enjoy that while having sex.
Greetings from Florida; the armpit of the US, where my 240something lb brother nearly got carried away by some aggressive woodland mosquitoes. I was only spared because they could probably sense I was currently semi-disassociating and would not feel the suffering their presence wrought.
Anyway, how was your day?
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