got a scholarship and a hot psych teacher. hello spring 2010
I was told to ask you about memoirs of a geisha.
Well, I didn't bring a notebook or any paper to class. Should I take notes on the sugar packet, lace thong, or condom wrapper that instead are in my school bag?
Idk if you remember me telling you about him, but I gave him a hj under the stars. Kind of added a little disney aspect to the whole experience.
This is final. The chair stays in the bathroom, we are too old to be puking from the floor, grown ups sit in chairs infront of the toilet to puke.
Or grown ups don't drink themselves into vomiting.
Come on. I'll make you hot pockets. Literally and sexually.
The little girl I babysit saw pink plastic shot glasses in my car and asked what they were for and I told her they were princess teacups.
She curled up in the corner, screamed "THE BLANKET IS SO WARM" and promptly passed out with her face in the dogbed. No one bothered to reposition her.
He held the kayak still so I wouldn't tip over while projectile vomiting. If that ain't true love, I don't know what is...
Appreciate the offer but I'm a huge fan of penis
ditto.
about cumming, not toast
There comes a point where there's just condoms and old mcdonalds in your garbage can and you can't tell if you've won or lost.
If one more person says Merry Christmas to me I’m going to take a pen out of my pocketbook and stab them in the eye
I climbed on the arm of the futon, flapping my hand fan frantically and hissing imprecations at the smoke detector
Have you actually looked at the corn flakes box? I don't think the rooster has a soul.
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