Everything we own is covered in grass and KY
Just ordered a clown who does balloon animals. No backing out now.
We decided we needed a drinks fridge in our bathroom.
She blew me in the back of the cab while eye of the tiger was on the radio. Top five all time automatically
All I'm saying is that your next houseguest had better not barge in on me in the shower demanding I wash the stolen dye from his hair. I'm not doing that a second time.
I just want brownies and waffles and someone to lick my tits
This isn't just a hangover. I can feel the blood moving through my veins, and it hurts.
Love you too. There are very few people I let pee in my dishwasher.
I hooked up with Spider-Man on the hood of Santas car. I kept saying that he could shoot his web at me. Also I found Waldo. Overall good night.
The owner was showing me around and pointed at one of the bars and said "this is the one you're allowed to dance on. I could tell you wanted to ask." DREAM JOB.
I'm developing all these feelings it's disgusting.
I'm giving random strangers at the bar sips of my fishbowl, then telling them I have Ebola. It's a fun night.
he's just got his life so together and it makes my pussy wet.
I would just like to point out that a bandaid led to sex. The lesson here is always have a bandaid in your wallet.
sigh, if only his dick was as big as his mouth
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