I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
hey babe. i'll pick you up in my mom's car. with my mom. she has nothing to do tonight.
So we were sitting in his back seat and he asked me if I practiced giving head. I mean really, who asks that?
the party we crashed was not a party. the party we crashed was jens grandads funeral.
I'm looking at pot farms on google earth. Google should be proud I found a real purpose for it to serve.
Ended the weekend putting away 30 nuggets. Training for 100.
im pretty sure the clearest way to say "dont worry, im not emotionally attached" was by sleeping with his roommate the next night
I found a ladder. I don't know where I am. Gonna climb it. I feel like aladin
We should bet how many people are going to get alcohol poisoning next weekend and whoever wins gets a free Starbucks.
Well. It was around 3 or 4 in the morning. He ran into the woods. Wearing moccasins. Holding an extension cord. He was trying to catch a deer. That about sums up the awesomeness of the night.
You can glorify being single all you want but relationships are awesome. I haven't gone more than 24 hours without sex since June.
We turned a wake into a bar crawl.
all im saying is 27 is too old to still be drinking 40s, you make more money than me, buy some decent shit
screw you you golddigging beer snob
I once broke a mans heart just to get laid by a premature ejaculator
Upon further investigation my nipples are bruised and I have teeth marks all over.
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