you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
It's an acquired taste. Like keystone. Or caviar.
She's a Laker fan, her sister is a Celtic fan... no matter who wins I'm getting a celebration bj from one of them!
I walked downstairs and he was standing in nothing but his boxers with his dick hanging out warming up eggs in the microwave.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
at that time a 4 pound meatball stuffed with pizza rolls seemed more important than bailing you out of jail.... sorry.
You missed practice last night. You owe at least 8 hours of liver sprints.
Pavlovs bj experiment 2012. Welcome to the program.
i dont know whats weirder. that i told him he stabbed me in my dream or that he told me i wasnt the first girl to tell him theyve been killed by him in a dream
Welcome to drink and talk like a Russian afternoon.
Pirate drinking day will be planned for shortly
I approve this so hard.
As long as you don't want to make a shrine out of my eyelashes It's all good
I want to show up to tomorrow's study group looking like I got hit by a train. A train made of dicks.
Being a slave to ur dick is exhausting.
I really love you gals. I'm sorry again. I'm just super protective of my poutine
Are you rolling a joint while doing homework?
No, I am rolling a joint with my homework.
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