I feel like this woman may give her husband a hand job mid way through dinner. just saying.
Anything that's based on a blow job I'm in favor of.
I understand. Hypothetically what should one do after throwing up in the shower?
We took up a collection and paid her $50 to eat a piece of meat. Vegetarian morals trumped once again by cash.
I've broken several federal laws in the name of sex.
don't be alarmed if you come back and i'm passed out drunk and naked cuddling with the franzia.
I was ready to fuck him until he pulled the "I might be bi curious" card. Now its turned into a guilt fuck. It's like he's a 3rd world child in need of a sexual orientation.
Am I the only one that feels like there are hundreds of tiny people having a rave and stomping and kicking around inside my head this morning?
I think my body is literally trying to get me to reproduce. "fuck someone! Anyone!" - my body
Only at Harvard can you walk in on a bunch of stoners and expect everyone to immediately stand up, shake your hand and introduce themselves like we're at a fucking job fair
i wear a size 32DD bra. its basically impossible for me to get a speeding ticket
My VP dropped me off at the Strip Club in Houston. Just said "I was never here".
A world without bacon flavored condoms is not one I want to live in.
It's like a donut of clothes around a pair of heels. Like they were transported to another dimension naked.
I lysoled the money\n(631): wrong text lmao
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