I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
I fucked **** last night, don't tell mike
this is mike. we're done.
No need to clean the puke on the driveway. The squirrel is eating it up.
Also...you were trying to touch his balls without him noticing
I think I'm coming down now. I almost started crying because I lost a piece of paper.
Boy did I ever crash and burn on the pickled egg pick up line.
Apparently I yelled "no stop it" in my sleep last night when he tried to cuddle with me.
Oops, guess its official. I just use him for sex.
he told her he was actually impressed that she had fucked more people in this house than the four dudes living in it.
He took off his priest costume and proceeded to dryhump the teletubby.
Also I would love to pregame at your place if I weren't stuck at mine drinking laxatives
I want to sit on top of her nipple mountains and reenact the Ricola commercial.
im glad to be known as "the girl you had sex with on a golf course"
I just formed the "shit on a tree in Chicago club." And I feel awful about it.
she started chasing me through the forest like a horny serial killer
I just asked Geoff what he is going to do because Hester left he said he was going to have gay sex with America.
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