Yeah, where have you been?
Clearly not facebooking enough. Sweet jesus.
You saying I have a drinkingg problem is like saying Superman has a flying problem.
his pokemon pajamas? the fact that he was proud of the stretchmarks on his arms? or finding out he has a daughter that went to high school with us? ...you tell me what was the dealbreaker
You weren't lying about those ceramics students giving the best hand jobs.
She's allergic to latex.
Lucky bastard.
so the last visual we have of him for the next 87 weeks is him outside on the ground rolling around yelling I HATE BLOWJOBS
You had me sold at "fucking you down the slide"
Is it weird that I noticed my lower half feels strange and then further realized it's bc I'm wearing underwear to bed for the first time in weeks..maybe months?
I need to stop acting like a drunk bitch. People are going to get the right idea about me...
Buffalo PD walked in my bedroom this morning at 7 am. Was still blackout drunk, fully dressed, Steak Out wrapper on the floor, parking meter on the floor of the bar room. 'Both of your doors were wide open, wanted to make sure no one was robbing you.' Then I made a pass at her.
Nah I think he's a bit weirded out I worked out where he lives from a Facebook photo
Bring me pizza. I'll trade you your underwear you left here for 2 slices.
He lives 20 minutes away driving distance and decided to walk. I talked to him today and he took a nap along the way... In a cemetery.
If I knew the person sucking my dick didn't say thank you for their Christmas presents I wouldn't be able to cum.
I kinda just want to steal him and keep him forever
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