The walk of shame has never felt more glorious... I think it's the somberero
When I told my boss I'm using a vacation day for 4/20, he gave me his personal cell phone number and winked at me.
we need a dd. For wednesday. At lunch. What are we doing with our lives?
succeeding
look out your window.... he's holding his iphone up like a boombox playing you beach boys
if the best thing you can say about him is "he probably wont kill me" you may want to rethink hanging out with him
as she was beating the hell out of his ex, she screamed prison rules, and smashed her head with a beer bottle. I'm oddly afraid yet so attracted to her now.
I just spend twenty minutes scrubing the "Happy Birthday" off of my vagina. He's never gonna forget this.
We haven't even eaten dinner yet and she's already been asked to "take it down a notch" by the groom's mom.
Try explaining "the nature of your relationship" to a cop when your fuck buddy vandalized your car. Priceless.
You are hereby uninvited from future Turnt Tuesdays until further notice.
I should've negotiated that before I sat on his face.
How hot? Like... how many hemsworths?
All I'm saying is there better be a bow on your dick for my birthday
what color bed sheets say meditative warrior but also welcome to my sex dungeon...
navy blue
The fact that you have an answer to that is why we are friends...
So. Much. Porn.
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