I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
i just heard the ice cream truck outside while mid-masturbation. i stopped and considered running outside to buy one.
He told me I took off my shirt, asked for the latino thunder and jumped on him. I want to question this but it sounds too much like me.
He blow dried my hair while I sucked his dick. Now THAT'S fucking teamwork.
He's trying to get everyone in the bathtub for a team meeting about how we're gonna find his car. Which is parked outside. Think we should cut him off?
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
I'm having mini little movies in my head. Like for example. You were talking to a blue whale with jazz man sunglasses, but not the ray charles jazz sunglass. More like sunglasses that are round. Anyway, he has a baguette and stupid french hat. And you , you had your harry potter glasses.
Some daaay... Bet your bottom dollar that some daaay you'll do that mollyyyy
He either works for the Irish Mob or I'm being Catfished
He drunk texted me what I think is two snails fucking on a mushroom. Is "you sick bastard" too mild a rejection?
Question: When you have the names of 4 guys tattoo'd on you, how do you make the 5th one real special?
You had sex with a kid to spare him the shame of being a virgin. Evidence is on my side.
See and now you're talking. I am like the fairy godmother of hook ups.
I told him we can’t see each other today because absence makes the heart grow fonder but mostly I just need to rest my vag
On a scale of one to ten how bad is it that the first cardio I've done in months is jogging to the bars?
I'll just go with dedication.
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