Ok never mind. Thought i pooped my pants for a second. False alarm.
I wish they made portable blow up dolls for girls.
It's called a dildo, genius. Go to sleep.
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
FYI you just passed out mid-blow job. Consider this my letter of resignation.
just an fyi, false alarm on the whole ghonnorea thing. you're safe.
My reasons for going are selfish. She just opened her own law firm. I figure having a lawyer as a friend is a good idea. Nothing in my life suggests I won't need a lawyer again.
KEG. KEG. THE OPERA HAS A KEG. KEG STAND IN A TUX. AFTER PARTY RAVE AND KEG STANDS.
Pavlovs bj experiment 2012. Welcome to the program.
The bad news is I fucked my exes girlfriend. The good news is I100% understand why he left me
I think pretend fucking a camel is a good thing to do downtown. They loved me.
i took four shots of tequila, threw my fist up in the air, then went around the party showing everyone how to do the ninja turtle handshake. that's the last thing I remember
in honor of breaking bad starting soon, i am now banging a walter white lookalike. viva heisenberg!
My grandpa is driving me to get condoms and wine. This is adulthood.
When the bouncer wouldn't let you back in you screamed "Authority is not given you to deny the return of the king!" and ran past him.
Yeah that stuff was rough. We insisted on wearing our bikinis all down college ave, and at several parties that were not beach themed
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