so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
yesterday i saw a blind man guiding himself into a NYC tour bus... and i thought i waste money
just wanted to thank u for shitting in my dads bidet last night. i had to manually scoop ur shit out of it. btw ur dumped.
its like think what a normal person would think but completely the opposite.
Just dropped $150 at the liquor store. No power and two feet of snow has taken my alcoholism to another level.
Ok, but If I make this happen, my first born son gets to fuck your first born daughter
Did I show you my penis last night?
She answered the door wearing a blanket and holding a golf club. I was too late for this party.
I'm sorry I ignored your high cries for help while you were grating cheese on my dog.
I remember all the people and all the acts I just have to match the person with the act
Id have to say flaming beer pong was a royal success.
So you're mad that I let you go home with the guy with soft hands but yet you can't understand that I was just trying to help you
I'm a full-grown woman and thusly I expect my sphincters to behave themselves.
The logic in me says "don't text him" .But the vagina in me says "text him".
Dry spell is over and now I’m drowning in a river of dick. The dam broke and now half the dicks in DC are trying get in my skirt
It’s a glorious dick miracle!
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