This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
He came through my line today and bought designer impostor perfume, just for men gel, and astroglide. I almost DIED.
yeah, and when i walked in on them fucking he said "go away, i'm making sons."
I've been crying in my room listening to Billy Joel for 2 hours. Thank God Four Loko was banned.
You were throwing ham at people telling them you were the sandwhich fairy
shes still here... layin in my bed watching a beyonce concert on tv drinking leftover franzia straight outta the bag and crying
It's not quite a landing strip... It's more like a soul patch for my vagina.
Those people having sex on the beach kept looking over at you guys throwing his shoes at the seagulls.
She's currently upstairs fucking her boyfriend while I am downstairs making them a sex playlist watching her boyfriend's Weiner dog and large Boxer try and mount each other. Marvin Gaye is playing. This is the ultimate third wheel fail.
Just had sex in the darkroom, while a class was going on ten feet away. I finally have a good sex story.
Almost to my house to grab beer. And pants.
No worries I have vodka. Its always on time
It happend again, swimming on the floor... Vodka is my friend
Let the healthy eats/juice cleanse begin. Today is day 1
Have you cleansed yourself of the boy yet?
He broke both of his legs jumping out of a window to escape a coyote.
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