i voted for prop eight dipshit. more weddings = more CAKE.
I am at a striph cluv. They are ovealls everywhere. I have hot rock botto.
it feels like theres a golf ball between my legs. the sex was totally worth it tho.
Either way I should probably pregame on the plane
The last thing I remember is you asking me how to grow french fries.
Ha, I bet. You tipped the waitress like 10 bucks for a glass of water.
This guy just told me he wanted to bathe in bong water with me and then tried to lick my nipple through my bra. This could be love.
You kind of have a nervous, desperate thing going on that isn't exactly catnip for bitches
I slept with him because his girlfriend should know better than to be with him given is reputation. It was like sex and a lesson all in one.
I was expecting it to be of the "I am your vagina's reckoning" caliber.
I didn't want to hook up with him so I just jumped out of bed, yelled "I don't even believe in god!" and ran out of the room
Just so you know in the morning, yes you did send your bartender a snap of your boobs. No I didn't try to stop you because you used sound logic for doing so.
National champion athletes like gay butt sex, too. I'm just here to help them out.
Consider yourself lucky. If I ever run into my ex, all I'll be able to think is, "I let you pee on me and lead me around on a leash."
He dated a girl who could do the damn splits on his dick like how do you compete with that
Randomize