i've lived in the woods for so long, as long as its post-op, i don't care.
you were the first one he came out to and you announced it as the finale while singing karaoke at the bar
just found out i fit into magnum condums. this is going to be the best weekend ever
i don't understand how she was down there for so long, she's like a mermaid, a blowjob giving mermaid.
I could seriously attempt to try and saw my head in half with a butter knife cause im pretty sure it could not hurt any more than it already does
I have so many hands. So. Many. Hands. I can feel arms that I don't have yet. They tickle. I can see the blood in my eyes. I think something is happening. The hands!!! I'm ticking myself with hands I don't have yet! I can't stop giggling about my notyet hands!
She looked at my cock with a kind of resigned disappointment.
Every time I think about it I can feel His toe in my mouth and I gag, I'm scarred for life.
The silhouette of his dick looked like an eagle. Amurrican.
I'll ask around, all of my friends have girlfriends now for the most part though so they're all dead inside
We can stop fighting if you send me a picture of your dick standing at full attention wearing a sock.
I'll wait.
It can also be a hat.
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
yeah i ran into him at the bar at 11pm. he started talking about engineering and the next thing i know it's 4am and i'm naked on top of him.
We just started our own DARE program: Drugs are really enjoyable.
operation Bang Australian Boy = oh so successful
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