And then I said "flip over. I want to show you something i learned in Afghanistan."
I walked up to her and said hello and wanted to ask her if she had fun last night... she asked me if we had met before.
Good luck! Who knows he might be a stallion in the bedroom! or it could be like having sex with a crayon.
she actually told me to ignore the cokeheads in the corner with knives.
I wouldn't take my shot so you poured it on my face. Twice.
Ended the weekend putting away 30 nuggets. Training for 100.
The forest. Magic mushrooms. Wind trees leaves sky. That is alll.
The chick working the drive through at BK on New Years stuck her head out the window and told me there were no line ups for the bathrooms inside so i should go in there. I just kept squatting and peeing and told her it would prob help business.
It's 11am on 4/20 and I'm already in urgent care.
I just found my lube on the ground next to my bed. I would pay money to find out what the fuck happened that night.
I would do everything over again, except the fireball.
Too bad, iambic pentameter is a drunk specialty of mine.
I kept screaming that he looked like Khal Drogo and rode around the bar on his back.
After we had sex he went to the kitchen, came back with a bag of funyuns and ate them buck ass naked in his bedroom doorway. Had no idea how to react to that one.
I don't think there's a ladylike way to tell this guy I want to sit on his face
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