There's a "art of the blow job" class in the city. We should go
Baby, I'm all set with that. That would be like trying to teach bruce lee how to kick someone in the head
this girl walked outta his room as i was walkin in to scottys and i just say " time for the walk of shame baby! whoooo!". she ran away
just smash crush and snort whatever we can get our paws on
I knew I fell for you for a reason
my fart just smelled so bad i acutally gagged
just because you are now my girlfriend does not mean you can text me nasty shit
In hindsight, trust falling your grandma was a bad idea. Sorry about that.
i love that you felt the need to clarify that you don't actually have drugs in your vagina.
I'm just gonna be the bigger person here and say I want you inside me
nothing like a tattoo of a large eagle attacking a small eagle whos attacking a shark to bond to siblings together for life
My goal of the day is to not shit myself. That's it. Setting the bar real low
I don't know if I have the sustained energy level for partying hard
Not a choice. You are mistaking my comments as options. My statements are facts. This is what is happening.
I didn't just randomly come up with it. But if you want to give me extra credit for creativity I have a bare chest and chocolate sauce left
FYI, grandma is already drunk and using a bed sheet as a table cloth.
Seriously, she had fingers that made me thank a god I don't even believe in that I'm gay.
Yeah. I don't know. I'm just gonna show up at her place on valentines day with a jock strap, box of chocolates, and rose clenched between my ass cheeks with "be mine" written across my glorious man titties.
I'm gone to the point of literally hugging trees, partially for support, but also because I like them.
Randomize
