everyone made a circle around them and startd chanting fight fight. they wernt fighting, they were dry humping
I feel like I'm one of those people who someone looks at and thinks "how did she get into this college"
It's like the Sean Connery of vaginas. You don't mess with it.
Apparently 'she used to sleep with my brother' is not an acceptable answer to how do you know each other.
it's ok. you also told me I can feel free to vomit on your blow dryer sometime.
Its funny that cleaning up pieces of water balloons and shot glasses every morning is becoming a routine
no more heavy drinking durning the lady that cleans the office told me i have to emtpy my own thrash if i puke in it
Im making gravy in a lace bra and jeans. Just call me the southwern wet dream
I like to take my ritalin one pill at a time with each pill spaced out a couple minutes so I feel like I'm going super saiyan when they kick in.
Sorry I don't make house calls. You wanna get blown you come over here. It's like rock paper scissors but vagina ALWAYS beats penis
well after pounding on the ceiling for 5 mins i just went up there to tell them to shut up.. 2 hours later i'm naked, high, lying on their kitchen floor. it escalated so quickly
An hour is enough time for me to get drunk and win a dry hump marathon so I hope you have somewhat similar or better goals
No. You're getting a Viking funeral and I'm pawning your shit.
Twist bend and done? Jesus that sounds like a seventh grade hand job.
Can't believe we're making vacation plans with the guy we had a threesome with
Randomize
