White boys cant dance....we did an empirical study
Just fucked a hooker at a motel in New Jersey. Two states down, 48 to go.
His shopping cart was nothing but malt liquor and zucchini.
she broke up with me and one of her excuses was constant soreness... should I be sad or proud?
Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
We call it lazy sex. We just lay next to each other and help each other masturbate. that way we can both be on bottom.
Call me next time you want to get irresponsibly drunk when we have grown up things to do the next day.
she stopped traffic so I could crutch across the street. Clubbing while crippled and drunk is different.
I am here to underwhelm you with my vagina
The sense of comroderie I've built with my liver over the course of this semester is beautiful
I think anything that happens between 12 and 2 am is just sketchy enough to be a good idea.
He will be forever remembered as "birthday failure" ...Got him to pierce his tongue in my bathroom, but not sleep with me......
My goal for the weekend: procure a blowjob using only stern glances, hand gestures, and crudely-drawn stick figures.
It's okay to admit that you're into redheads.
I have had flashes of 69ing, a strawberry flavored condom and begging him to sleep naked.
Randomize
