I woke up with the wrong plaid-shirted guy in my bed.
after he gave me a diploma for giving him amazing head, getting a regular diploma isnt all that cool.
Haha. We better find him. He looked like he came out of Switzerland's vagina, he's that much of a blonde beauty.
He puts stickers to promote his new shirt company in every sack he sells. He's like the donald trump of weed
Someone else needs to become the bad example in our group
But you wear shame so well
Remember that time I tried to pierce your nipples while high... it's like that, only with more blood... and less nipples
That kid who fell through your coffee table is here. In a toga.
You're the only person I know who could blow literal chunks, laugh about it, then proceed to shotgun another beer. Love you champ.
Ok, I have three hours. I'm trying to work out two blow jobs and a taco.
You want to groom your chest hair? You mean with a little baby chest hair brush? Because that sounds adorable.
I'll pass on that plan. The lack of my penis in new vaginas is no where on the itinerary.
all I remember the next morning was crawling through the doggy door and finding my underwear in my purse
only 4 hours until nug lovin time
excuse me?
nug lovin. lovin nugs.
I told him he had to put his dick inside of me at approx 1159 to ensure it was birthday sex. i was 19 when he entered me.. came out 20. winning.
Nothing quite like spending your evening singing Shania Twain I Feel Like a Woman barbershop quartet Style with some homeless guys outside of Keyport liquor. love Shania Twain. How's your Sunday?
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