I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
She stuck a Big Gulp bend-y straw up his ass to see if he could handle anal.
Ew, and?!
Well he couldn't and the deal was he had to drink something using it afterwards.
I'm looking at pot farms on google earth. Google should be proud I found a real purpose for it to serve.
I don't know how much more of summer my liver can take.
Totally just locked myself outside of my house, in my robe, with the fedex man and a box of sex toys. Not my week.
We were running down las vegas boulevard at 8:30 am with our beers cause we were late for our flight
I know it's not technically the "Mile High Club" but we def need a name for the airport bathroom. Cuz that just happened.
Dylan just paid 30 bucks to have himself wrapped in the clear plastic they wrap luggage in at the airport. Bring scissors.
Got high with dad and hunted squirrels in the basement. Is this seriously what my life has come to?
Best ethics paper a stoner could write. I called my professor Dr. Superfly Arandia. And I'm pretty sure I used "respect the hustle" somewhere in there too.
I'm only friends with her because I can't stop watching the train wreck.
He was telling me about how he's leaving on his Mission next week... While we were having sex in the back of his car.
Doug the spinning teacher gave me chlyamdia
I put on a tiger onsie to initiate sex... It worked
Our sex is like an episode of "The Simpsons." Picture Homer choking Bart, and that's pretty much what we're into.
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