I guess so. I don't really give a fuck. I think I'm going to jerk off really loudly tonight just to keep them on their toes
All he did was lie there and used his hands to keep pace. He was like the metronome of sex.
The drunken tricycle race really added some class to the Tour de Franzia. Until everyone wiped out and started puking.
The only reason I give him head is because I know i'll get a back rub.
wow.
But it's a REALLY good back rub.
I left myself a trail of jello shots, that ended at his door. OR maybe he left me a trail of jello shots at his door. DO I GO IN!?
you tried turning the bar into a spelling b competition last night and every time someone couldn't spell something you would make them chug.
I've started a list of places i want to drink. To go along with the list of places i want to have sex. Lincoln's log cabin is on both.
Two things: Why did I wake up in a pool of blood? And am I still invited to the wedding?
No idea. And yes be here at 4
So I put a beer on your bed and jumped on th3 other side of the bed like in the commercials. You my good sir, owe me a budweiser that your bed drank.
She failed the Charleston discretion test, although puking in her armpit was very innovative.
Of course, you have to give the courtesy text like last night when I told you my dick was gonna smell like peppermint
One minute I'm going home the next I'm getting railed on the back 9.
thats all i want out of life, to get high and watch weiner dog races
You're emotionally mature, right? I said you were.
I have at least four things in my line of sight that have Kermit the Frog on them in my dorm. Does that answer your question?
he came with me to get plan b but they didn't have any. when I started crying he said "come on it's not that bad.. ill go get sandwiches from the vending machine and we'll have our first meal together as a family"
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