he pushed my hair back because he said it made me look like kelly kapowski and he told me to call him zach
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
I was very proud of myself that day. I had an awesome time. I don't care if I negatively impacted others.
Today's weekday brunch started at 2pm, and consisted of $7 of sandwich and $50 of cocktails. Also, I hustled the bartender for about $3 playing nickel poker, but he may have been letting me win. Either way, he didn't get into my pants.
Also I found and fixed my beer gun.
I caught myself flirting with clients today. Someone needs to take me to pound town before I self destruct. This is a code red. I repeat code red.
Last night I went to spank her while she was riding me and sack-tapped myself.
Holy sore nipples Batman
I went out to have a smoke, and next thing I know, he's got me bent over a picnic table praying to deities I don't believe in. You should have been there.
he's the only real guy friend I've had who I've never made out with
You were more fun when you didn't have morals.
I'll explain later but I just had to legally commit to abstinence for the next 4 months
so... i have a picture of you and three other girls making kissy faces at this giant stuffed banana you're holding. however, you seem to be violently screaming at it.
Those bitches did NOT have my back.
Come to my place after work and we can discuss our finances over a coors delight and a fire ball shot
He's a security blanket. A security blanket who FUCKS.
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