You know that bakery that Sandra Bullock's sister owns?
The one in Montpelier?
yeah, well it doesn't exist anymore. VT's one fucking claim to fame closed.
He is like that thing on the menu you would eat because nothing else looks remotely edible.
I'm in the dining hall. that same guy is here again, the one who sits alone and talks to his silverware.
I feel I need to conquer him. He's six ft eight and 265lbs. Its like the mount Everest of sex.
you kept telling us that in dog beers you only had one
Some lady old enough to be our mom took us home, made me eggs and he still got some. Where do I claim my best wingman/sister trophy?
This chic sharing the cab with me just started givin me head. I'll be an extra 5 minutes.
Yeah man it sucked balls. People on the bus probably thought I was fucking crazy. I was fetal position, taking up two seats with no shame whilst simultaneously panting.
God, you're amazing. I just want to hang out with you in the nude and watch Monty Python movies whilst we quip about how comedians just aren't as funny anymore.
Credit for originality. Points off for a mild to moderate creepy factor.
Ideas I've had tonight: An entire movie based off the Pixar lamp jumping on stuff.
Must say, as a couple, she and I are thrilled that our pretend lesbianism has paid off.
Well. Now I feel like I put pants on for nothing.
The last time the Patriots won the Super Bowl I lost my virginity. I can only imagine what'll happen if they win this year.
You wouldn't put pants on to see my parents.
You took your shirt off at the bar, handed it to a girl, and made her wash your dirty shirt on your washboard abs
tuesdays get the best of me...
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