just got cropdusted by the delivery guy...this was not in my job description.
He's on drugs...like drugs for horses.
After 10 years all I have gotten is one bra pic, at this point I should be able to draw your cervix from memory
so my class lasted 15 minutes this morning because this kid puked all over himself..only at radford
sexting on a treadmill. speed 9.0 beat that slut!
He told me I took off my shirt, asked for the latino thunder and jumped on him. I want to question this but it sounds too much like me.
I never had a problem I couldn't slut my way out of.
Then this bride walked into the bar, she thought it would be a good idea to hug her & then she started playing parachute with her train.
Am I really that high, or did I just spray febreeze outside ?
How was it playing wingman?
I feel like I was rockys coach watching him get the shit beaten out of him by Apollo creed
Six words: 3rd Degree Burn On My Dick
I'm going to be drunk and braless all weekend. Let the festivities begin!
You tried to ride his dick and fell off. Then tried to ride the floor. That's why he hasn't called back
Life update: This fucking MacBook repair guy called me over last night for a booty call and he didn’t have a condom OR a bed
Is it bad that I like to have a guy to flirt with in every class? I feel like it's excellent motivation: to shave, to shower and to show up.
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