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.
It usually only happens when Im really excited. Normally not that fast. You still enjoy it?
just bought a 30 and sold it for $2 a can to some dumb ass high school kids. now lets buy two and get really drunk
so I got guilt tripped into giving her a new years kiss, and she proceeded to try and eat my face while mounting me. when you give a mouse a cookie...
I feel like I'm sitting in a sleigh of puddy. It's not a bathtub though because you need a sleigh to go down a mountain.
..She then engaged in what she called an "interpretive pole dance"
Dude, I fucked her last night with nothing but my bandana on. Like straight Indian chief style.
Okay wait let me power puke and then we can go dancing
A valiant attempt to obtain a backhoe was made
I realized last night, I never talk dirty in German during sex. How much wasted potential is that?
...there was a woman in the stall next to me in the Walmart bathroom having a massive bowl movement and whispering "I'm sorry" over and over
I puked on his mom. Not my proudest moment
I've never said "lesbians" so many times in a short response answer
Someone wrote "LazerSwords" on my cock last night. My erect cock. Tequila is no one's friend.
i told him the only way i'd fuck him was if he saved me during the zombie apocolypse and took me to a tastefully decorated yet impenetrable hideout.
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