This got awkward about two "Oh yeah"s ago.
I'm literally partying with O.J. Simpson's son right now. I don't know what to make of this.
just walk of shamed past a man riding a bike. RIDING A BIKE. what a wholesome life he must lead.
The sign say "Kereoke" strip bar. 5 more beers and ill be ready to rumble.
Dude it was bad... like you fell asleep around the toilet after drinking from the back tank bad.
Soo I woke up in the storage room at best western....I dont even know what say
I asked for my Beats earbuds back and he sent me a pic of them tied around his penis. Now I miss both my great ear buds and his great dick
I just had some kinky fun in the back seat of my car behind a Ralph's in south county. How's your thanksgiving eve?
Clothes make me feel like a responsible adult and that's just not something I'm ready to handle.
I feel like you're the sexual bearcat I've always wanted to be.
where are my pants?
in the oven.
I don't think I can get drunk, high or horny enough to even consider that
So I came to the conclusion that who ever pour my ever clear out saved my life
It's his. I know, I'm pregnant with a genetic douche bag but at least he'll be pretty!
Slept in and having coffee. No sounds of whipping and no veiny dildos next to me. This is good. How's your mornin?
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