check it out our google latitudes are spooning
Apparently Chef Boyardee is the only guy I'm taking home tonight.
he asked me to eat out his asshole. after five minutes of uncomfortable staring i realized he was serious.
Nothing says I have a hang over like telling your boss to "eat your shit"
yeah, she started doing yoga and cocaine....looks good on her.
This dude has my number from April last year. Drunk me left sober me a puzzle. No confirmation of pants off business
No im just getting a road beer. You got my pants?
I'm currently looking on facebook to see how slutty the girls from my kindergarden class are now. I have a problem.
It's still to early in our relationship to tell her I was sleeping in my car
i'm going as a slutty football player, and all night i'll drunkily whisper "id love to catch your balls." into random strangers ears.
I know he's not here, but I can still see him. I found some of my old stash and its good shit so its expected to see sunlight at night and scary llama men. Midgets or otherwise.
I'm at the point in my life where I'm gonna sell my eggs for cash
Hey, sorry for threatening to teabag your mom to death last night
I was actually kind of excited. I mean, how many people can say they've been question by the CIA?
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
Randomize
