quick i need to know how implid consent works for golf carts
too late i think im gettin a gcui
Fuck?...well quicky, i have to study...unless you can read my book while i bang you, then it can last four chapters
I can be that talented
Hannah Montana > iCarly
I'm disregarding that text and your testicles entirely
ive decided something. ive accepted you as being gay. but i havent accepted you as a vegetarian yet.
He stole the megaphone off an ATM then we drove around so he could tell people not to jaywalk.
If we both finish he brings me a beer and cookies, if only he finishes I get wine and cheesecake. I think I'm in love.
I sent him a bunch of texts telling him that his beard wasn't long enough yet so we couldn't fuck and to text me back in a few hours if it had.
And you will no longer be getting a thank you note from my vagina
How do i politely tell him his dick looks like it went thru a meat grinder?
I'm going to take a nap so I don't feel like a stripper sneezed in my mouth tomorrow morning at work.
The fact that me being able to walk down stairs is an accomplishment in my books pretty much explains how I am
I am truly sorry that you have to put your dog down. He was a great dog, and a great friend. I am still not showing you my tits.
That pizza at 1 am literally tasted like I was eating an angel
Did he hurt you? I have a crowbar I can beat his sorry ass with
How did people get blow jobs before text messaging?
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