If your still trying to figure out the moment I stopped caring; it was the point in which you said "I really wasn't sure whose baby it was"
Your scrotum should have touched every square inch of that place by now. Start with the water fountain.
All that matters is I got the megaphone home safely
Yes, I did know where her mouth had been, but frankly I think it was a lesson you needed to learn.
Well at least you learned that cops don't like when you call them frenchy. Nice dive over the fence by the way.
Dude she hit me with my own penis and it hurt. I've never been cock slapped but she slapped me with my own cock so it has to be worse.
I used my tears to chase my tequila. You could say I rallied.
Did you miss the part about my hangover needing a day to rest?
He drunkenly stumbled over to me and told me my "crotch looks spectacular tonight"..... i think this could work
Is it possible to sluttify a hobbit costume? Cause if so, this will be my biggest accomplishment.
WHAT IF I SAT OUTSIDE AND STARTED SCREAMING THE LYRICS TO O CANADA WOULD THAT FIX IT
PLEASE DON'T
hey at least you are getting hit on, i spent all day researching cat sedatives
In other news, the one guy I DIDN'T have sex with in High School is now famous.
I've officially slept through a hurricane, a tornado and had sex during an earthquake. I'm surviving.
Clothing is a burden necessitated by propriety.
Randomize
