He then proceeded to try to whisper up my nose...
Just got my econometrics book in the mail and started flipping through it. Our Thursday parties may turn into u convincing me not to kill myself.
So yes, he's hot, a scorpio, an artist and a perfect cock. I think my bi train just arrived in gay town.
Apparently, we were running around the apartment, singing into pickles, the routinely slapped our passed out friends with them.
Prepare for tons of dick. I mean dick by the bucket loads. Waterfalls if cock.
Thats not what we're looking for. I want this kid to suck a lolly pop out of a stripper's snatch.
Seeing the pictures of him and i, I'm giving whiskey the win on this one. Definitely had beer goggles.
It's like the blind leading the senile over here.
UPDATE: shit just got real- grandma is threatening to beat grandpa with a wooden spoon covered in chili.
You know I love you. I just don't love your penis.
I have feelings that need drinking.
I can't decide if I'm depressed or if this is just what life without a bidet feels like.
Sorry I told all the other bridesmaids you were an asshole. I had had a few drinks and it's how I felt at the time.
When I come home and take my bra off and I'm served with a perfect grilled cheese along with a glass of wine. Priceless.
Can't. I'm doing shots with my mom.
I think we might need a safe word for this...
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