Waldo just asked us for directions. Even he doesn't know where he is.
well apperantly i passed out on the stairs shouting "victory".
He said I was almost as good as the wheel chair sex he had the night before. Apparently I just cant compete with 4 wheels
I dropped my blunt out the window of a moving car by accident, tell me everything will be okay
We pretended the crowd cheering the Thunder's win was cheering for us while we had sex on the couch.
He's bought his dick a cell phone. A cell phone. For his dick...
He gave me the number and told me that I if I want to hook up again, I have to call his penis.
Don't linger or you will get sucked into spending the night. Remember the mission mantra: GET OFF
I need a genital shamwow being this wet.
I'm gonna play this game called Conquer the Dicks. I think it is self explanatory.
He's still short.... And probably a douchebag. But if we ever run into him downtown I fully encourage you to take him home and have "I hate you douchebag" sex and lick every inch of that disgustingly toned chest.
I may not have my dignity, pride or sanity but I have my pants.
how do i say "cradle the balls" in Italian
beggars cant be choosers....im desperate and he has a dick. he checks all the boxes.
Aww you are cute. With your penis. And failures.
I just found a baklava I forgot I got last night so we can call it a day
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