also referred to as T.P.S. (Toddler Penis Syndrome)
And then I have a slight inkling that I went up to the bar and tried to order the bartender.
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
He asked me why my bellybutton was so ugly... and wondered why i wasnt in the mood anymore.
Let me begin my 3 part apology by saying that you are a wonderful human being...
It'll just be like "PENIS HERE". In case you get lost.
I just want to fuck you then discuss implications of our existence afterwards. Then Doritos and hot tub.
I told her I named my penis "The Spirit of Exploration." That's all it took.
Can I please come dance in my bra to destiny's child with you? I'll bring the wine and the glitter
Ask her if it hurt when she broke through earths crust as she ascended from hell
So if her brother fucks my brother, can I just tell her that anal sex is in her genes?
I just found my lube on the ground next to my bed. I would pay money to find out what the fuck happened that night.
If I could run through a field of Reece's and Oreos, dive off a milkfall into a bowl of cereal. My Life would complete.
The lowest point of my life has been reached. I just drank half a jar of pasta sauce.
I can't remember the last time I saw a penis in person that I didn't see a million times on text first
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