she's got a whisker from her dead cat taped to the wall. I'm pretty sure that about sums it up...
its a sex-hate relationship...no love involved
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
Just bought a 17 year old 40's while wearing a poncho. This behavior is acceptable until I'm 25.
He was trying to be aggressive in bed, but in reality, it was like watching a declawed cat try to climb a curtain. They WANT it, they just can't DO it.
I hit on her. So did Sarah. Neither of us got anywhere. I swear she's asexual. Like Switzerland.
Your cousin just asked the bartender to start a round of vagina shots. Not body shots. Vagina shots. We're taking her out more often.
I'm taking a leave of absence and sending myself to fat camp. I'll let you know when I'm out.
I think we did. All i know my pants smell like pong water due to the bathroom extravagansa. God I feel like a whore.
I say this as a friend, you would make a SPECTACULAR crossdresser
Someone younger than me just got married. Send help and vodka
that almost beats the chick I saw smoking a joint while uni-cycling past my house at 4am. Almost.
After tacos, we're chasing women.
I just want to drink bourbon and have sex and then eat like, a Christmas cookie.
Will you come get your son? He's using an old bike pump to help him fart the national anthem...
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