I think, one-on-one, Paul Rudd could be very threatening in like a REALLY good way.
it was like the sexual equivalent of when Wilson fell off the raft and floated away
you thought you were invisible so you started narrating your actions.
At what point should shame kick in? Realising I had a one night stand with a man engaged or realising I am that man's wedding photographer?
Oh well shit happens. This is my not worried face. This is also my still decently drunk face.
What I love about college? The kid tripping balls has a kayak made readily available to him on any given Wednesday, Saturday, or Sunday.
Boobs are also good for catching the vodka gummy bears that miss my mouth
I just held a marble with my kegel muscles for 5 min. You may call me COCKCLAMP 9000!!!!
It was everywhere. My dick was a sprinkler of lost future children.
Yes but funny for a 45 year old hell bent on reliving her college days by giving body shots and hand jobs. Not necessarily in that order
Cheese, the small of a woman's back, the universe, mountains, vampiric demons, sleep, and dreams.
Who the fuck stole my fridge again
Sometimes I wish I could tell all my past/present hookups what the nicknames that my friends and I have assigned them.
He told me their parents think of me as the "drunk friend"...oddly enough, I'm ok with that
He had a tattoo of the Batman logo around his asshole. I noped right the hell out of there.
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