Um, that's called prostitution
Not if I leave it on the nightstand, then it's called cab money
I guess what I'm trying to say is you've fucked more people than the economy.
I wish that vaginas would just grow when you're ready for sex. Like when you dont need your vagina its not there, but when you need it...BAM its there. then no one would see it when you get drunk
yeah...or you could just stop doing cartwheels in skirts
she just walked in and said "well, I got peed on again"...
no normal human would even think about making waldo slutty but you
found my necklace. it was safe with all 6 boxes of peeps that i bought that night.
theres a wall by my room thats like, a prime fucking wall. before i move out SOMEBODY is gonna fuck me on that wall, goddamnit.
He's hinting that I'm starting to be kicked out of their blunt rides, I can feel it.
I just want to have such an intense orgasm that my heart stops and I die. I mean that would kind of suck for the guy I'm fucking but then again he could be like "I'm that good"
Well, I guess that's how life goes for my dad. One minute you're walking with your cooler on the afterglow of a Lynyrd Skynyrd concert, the next you find your grown son choking out a drunk redneck against your pickup truck.
I'm having post-experience "why didn't I fuck her in a public bathroom" regrets
Just text him and be like do you want this pussy or not. You have three seconds to respond.
THERE IS A DOG IN THE CLUB. I repeat a dog in the club. I might have laid down and petted it..I have no shame.
Wanna see if we can get cut off at bdubs again? The same hipster manager that is younger than us is working again
I just don't understand what you plan on accomplishing there except for losing all vestiges of post-freshman year dignity
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