So how was he last night?
Five-minute foot-long.
found a new level of pathetic. i watched a guy pick out cigarette butts from a jar that weren't completely finished. make sure you go somewhere in life.
i cant finish this easy-mac because i need it for a chaser.
It says i should accept HIV aids as my friend on facebook.We have 12 friends in common. I need new friends.
i would think by now you'd realize that my penis does whatever the fuck it wants and i have no control over the situation
we talked for like an hour, i feel like we really bonded. i mean i was simultaneously giving him head but you get the point.
Just saw a woman in a hospital gown with a Steelers jersey on top smoking a cigarette while hooked up to an IV outside of the hospital. I love Pittsburgh.
You basically told your boyfriend at the time you were going to shit in his hands.
And I meant every ounce of it.
Never again. I promise. My old gay body can't handle that much adrenaline twice.
you did a full monologue with your sober self last night. different voices and everything.
Can we make a sex game out of monopoly somehow?
On a scale from 1 to the worst weekend of my life, that was an 11. I can see again, though.
I went to the bathroom, came back, and my friend was sleeping leaning up against the stripper pole.
I’m glad they have a happy marriage but why do they have to inflict it on the rest of us?
But really, what kind of hoe life adventure in Mexico would you do that would top me blowing a trucker?
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