Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
I tapped out to boredom. She bought me a full meal at Subway. Two tap beers and a pretty weak long island iced tea. I'm five dollars cheaper to fuck than she is.
I will never get the visual of you crying while chewing christmas lights out of my head
shes perfect for him. shes never seen a penis so she has nothing to compare his to.
Yeah i'd say someone being in the room while you're doing someone makes them eligible for fb friendship
Oh man, are we repeating last 4th of July?!
That shouldn't even be a question, it's a tradition now. Hope your manhood is ready.
Below this exterior of ice is a layer of cum. Followed by a pool of gin. More cum. Then, finally a heart.
You can get gift cards to the liquor store! This changes everything.
Instead of saying hi she asked if she could touch your dick through your ski bib and NOW I understand why you wore it to the bars
I was floored. Like way less concerned with him using drugs than I am with him not believing in evolution.
This is the second time this month a hookup cried when I left...bro get your shit together bar does NOT equal wife 😬
I remember the Prince Albert and the three penises in the threesome. But the rest no.
This is the third time this month a guy I’m not dating has dumped me. How is this even possible???
An old Grimace plushie came to life and gave me a pretty knife. I'm never doing acid again.
woke up between a girl's legs. make your own conclusion.
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