He's not gay. He just has bad gaydar and he gaydared himself and was wrong.
My pussy is not your playground.
Bank of America texted me 7 times in 12 hours to say my balance was below $50. I kept transfering money back in. Then I texted my bank saying that it was okay, i knew what I was doing.
I'm never telling my kids not to take ecstasy, never. Idk what my mom was thinking.
On an unrelated note: I'm also a big advocate of the "never waste a boner" theory.
He told me that a camel appeared out of nowhere and it told him to quit smoking...
all i know is that i listed him in my phone as 'vagina cookies.' that can only be a good thing.
all I wanna do is swim in an Olympic sized pool of Gatorade and tylenol.
Wait, is this the kid that tried catching a bat in your backyard with a flashlight and a ball of tin foil?
He said I was almost as good as the wheel chair sex he had the night before. Apparently I just cant compete with 4 wheels
The things I do for you. Not that I'm unhappy about it. I'm just saying you should love me.
Did you sleep with him again?
No! I just led him to believe that I would if he gets me booze. Do I have that little class that you have such minimal faith in me?
If you're still up for that roadtrip, I managed to end up in Louisiana and could use a ride home.
It probably would have happened but I just can't picture myself losing my virginity while laying on top of his Quiksilver duvet set.
So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking?
Honestly, you can’t tell the whole sorority he has a donkey dick and expect that no one would sleep with him after you broke up
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