Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
this dieting is killing me...just started drooling watching a dog food commercial
I felt kinda bad after screaming 'ITS MY BIRTHDAY TOO' while he was having a seizure in the front of the party bus.
Remember that time we became friends because I shotgunned a Tall Boy in your bathroom?
Those memories are both hazy and awesome.
The last thing I remember was doing a line in the shape of Texas
when he pulled his cock out I told him he'd brought a knife to a sword fight
There should be an app that tazers me in my pocket when I'm spending too much money at the bar. Take a hint, Android Network. You slut.
No need to talk. Eventually, he'll either stop coming over, or decide that it's a relationship.
And if not?
...I keep getting free bourbon and great sex with no expectations. You really don't understand that there is no "down side," do you?
he calls himself the gay cupid because he matches two guys looking to hookup on craigstlist with each other. get me out of here. please.
The fuck-me-pumps were hot, the XL hoody kinda ruined it.
At 12:16 am. We just got out of the truck and went behind it and fucked. With 3 people in the truck. On the side of the road. As cars drove by.
There is a direct correlation between gooch size and male fertility. Science.
She leaned in close to me, made eye contact, and seriously whispered "I will eat your soul with bacon bits." I want whatever drug she was on.
I'm serious. I have boob tassles if this is an exchange thing.
Also I will be receiving my own bra in the mail because I left it at his place, woops
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