Sry I called you an 8
This guy sitting next to me just bought a plot of land off the internet. On a whim. In the middle of class
I'm youtube-ing children's choirs. Am I adorable? Or am I a child predator?
Predator. Straight up.
I want to hold her baby but I'm afraid I'll give it a contact buzz
I'm having horrible flashbacks of being groped by Pauly Shore.
Why doesn't he get that I would rather give him blow jobs than be in a relationship?
Theme for your birthday? Beer olympics in S&M costumes? Sounds like a nice little saturday
the cops were hovering over him then shinned a flashlight to the floor above ours, then I realized that some fucker jumped from the third story.
fuck our hall.
Dunno yet. Probably just gonna play the s.t.d. russian roulette game with random bartenders at the beach again. Same 'ol same 'ol
I'm sensing a Yuletide blow job in your future and by future I mean tomorrow
Not after That Night. No. I hate tequila. And it hates me. Very mutual hateship going on.
Well his dad is my dentist so they've both been in my mouth.
Anyway. I unfriended all of these people like a grown up and I am never talking to them again
Yeah, this is not that. This is a father and son bonding moment involving my all of my orifices.
I can appreciate that you picked up the hot drummer, but don’t have sex in front of my house lmao
Randomize
