There's a show on bravo about fat people dancing. FAT PEOPLE. DANCING.
This is god's gift to the unemployed.
The best part was that when i tried to chase her she ran off in one of those barbie motorized jeeps that little kids use and i chased her on a big wheel, thru lincoln terrace
i find it depressing how it takes me longer to find a good video compared to the actual jacking off process.
we could easily be the first people to smoke 3 bowls and pound a Four Loco before goin on a tour of the Tillamook cheese factory
I came downstairs to find I had missed the 3some on my kitchen floor but not the pukefest or ER trip after it. This is what happens when the voice of reason is otherwise occupied
I'm skipping the 'hey, how are you, I have to pick up something pointless at your apartment' excuse and just telling you I'm coming over to fuck.
you're not a real person. you're actually just like a box of wine that can talk
I have to be at work in a hour. Can you sufficiently fuck me in 35 minutes?
Careful, it's a slippery slope to discovering you're bisexual...trust me.
WE SHOULD FUCK TWO GUYS THAT LIVE TOGETHER
THAT WOULD BE SO CONVENIENT WE COULD CARPOOL
too late I already started a fight with someone named luscious
You need to stop thinking about the needs of your vagina and concentrate on the greater good
Good. Sleepy. In the middle of a pregnancy scare. The usual.
He called me dainty, then fucked me like the Viking God he is.
I'm going to need you to stop harassing my professor on Twitter when you're drunk.
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