I just saw grafitti that read "Mug The Fart Eater". Really, Memphis? That's all you've got?
No now hes going to beat me to our goal of getting someone to have sex in the library. I hate periods.
I don't know what to judge you more for.
You get to witness red pubes. I'm almost jealous. That's like my dream.
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
And when we woke up we made beer pancakes. Great start to a family picture day.
I really want to know why half of my kitchen floor is missing.
I repeat the shot was ON FIRE. I am never going to a pirate bar again.
Went to the wedding reception, and he left with ALL of the brides maids phone numbers. I don't know how he does it either.
I mean, I gave him a hand job on the Pearl Harbor tour bus; I don't know what the fuck else he wants out of this "relationship"
Also, I cannot stop picturing myself in a bar, 3 years from now ordering soda. Just soda. 30 pounds over weight and wearing a cat sweater. I feel like I'm heading in the wrong direction in life.
Good. Sleepy. In the middle of a pregnancy scare. The usual.
he's a fucking beast. people that don't even know him have started calling him "puke and raleigh"
i dont know the whole gay terminator look is really hot on him
I need a fuck buddy with more available hours
I'll just bring the big suitcase this trip so I don't have to play wine bottle tetris again.
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