2 bagels in my tummy and my herpes on my mind
Until he has ordered mozzarella sticks & beers at 2pm while wearing formal attire, then this is still my bar.
sometimes i think what itd be like to be a firework
I think I have internal bruising from those poses we were doing last night. My own ribs hurt me. I don't understand.
there are some nice people on this island. free ride free pancakes and they even prayed for us when they dropped us off
As soon as they started using chocolate milk as a chaser for captain Morgan, I thought l it'd be best to leave.
my friend thinks you're hot & wants to fuck you ps i'm my friend
Who takes their shirt off at the bar?! Classy broad
I do. In all fairness there was someone else's blood on it.
I'm reliable. I always make it home. I always throw up in the street too.
This amicable friendliness is dull. We either need to start fighting or fucking around. I'll even let you pick.
He stumbled in drunk at 7am, while we were getting ready for work. He poured a bowl of Cap'n Crunch, poured Jack Daniels on it., and said he was having "Captain Jack" for breakfast. I don't know how he's alive and employed. I hope the Cap'n calls in sick for him today.
I told him we could fuck whenever was concurrent for both of us
And for the record I didn't even have sex last night. I threw up in his toilet and slept in his bed until noon
i have a lot of questions about the picture quality/lighting/motion/gravity of the balls...
Get your heels and tits on! I’m not wasting a Brazilian because his fucking kid ate paste or Legos and ruined an afternoon suite sex and room service
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