so i just googled the prescription for aldara i saw on your desk this morning...
The shirt is mine, the pants are mine, the bra not so much
I don't know. I guess at the end of the day I wanted taco bell more than a boyfriend.
Totally get that.
Only thing I know is apparently I danced with a bouncer and we got a ride back from a valet who was driving one of the cars he was supposed to be parking
I just watched a woman in a full wedding dress and veil walk out of the chinese buffet...I no longer believe I have a problem, and am afraid I am underdressed.
Probably shouldn't have worn my jeans covered in blood from last night to class.
She has either a C-Section scar or a bullet wound, I can't quite tell
I'm using the house around the corner that my parents rent out to people as a means of getting sex. I just tell them I'm going for a walk and just invite my next hook up over
btw telling the cab driver, that took you to your booty call that is now returning your wallet that you left in his cab, that you want to hug him is awkward
If you think for one second that I would forget Mardi Gras, you clearly don't know how much I love boobs.
Btw kudos to your tongue last night. Sorry about that lady jizz in your beard.
we could do so many fantastic illegal things together. sexually and otherwise.
My goal is to be drunk before we even get out of the No Wake Zone.
There were 7 of us cowering in the kitchen because you were swinging a giant, pink double headed dildo around like a nunchuk and hitting anyone who came near you with it.
Alex thinks he can revoke my dick privileges haha.
Isn't he the one getting all the privileges ?
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