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
my brother is a facebook fan of two things: God, and Rhianna. if he's not a prime example of the rare "baptist closeted gay," i don't know who is.
i love how i spend my mornings exploring my phone to see what i did last night.
We've finally become those guys who you'd see in middle school when you went to the park who are just stoned out of their minds sitting on the swings.
I want a meaningful relationship and i wont get one if i keep giving him blow jobs in my basement while watching family guy.
I officially lit my glove on fire while lighting the bong. Winter needs to end.
I told the hostess, two bouncers and a manager i was roofied and made them smell my beer. Turns out I just picked up some stupid bitches CHERRY WHEAT beer by mistake. I insisted they replace my lost beer.
It's a journey
And the destination is his penis?
Precisely.
i threw up in his garden in front of like five people smoking a joint. they let me have a hit after i was done so it was okay
Like please, take your microdick and try to stick it someplace else. It is not welcome in my world.
I wouldn't say I LOVE Pacman. I mean, sure, I'd battle against you in an epic Pacman struggle for blow jobs and glory. But I mean, who wouldn't?
I know it was a good night because I got a lecture from my roommates mom about stranger danger
well. can officially check "get caught having sex on the front porch by the neighbors" off the bucket list.
Ive never seen a drunk man get suplexed before last week, now its the standard requirement every time we go out.
Remember when you laughed that I downloaded a “fireplace” station on my Roku? I just woke up butt naked on my couch with my fireplace station playing. So there, guess that shows you. Now excuse me while I go back to sleep in front of my fireplace.
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