so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
After all you put him through, I think it was only right that you saluted the bartender when you left.
she insisted that i refer to her boobs by name.
Just caused a nice traffic jam while trying to park at Costco. Too high to drive.
You were walking around in your swim suit, an open robe, snow boots and a death grip on that handel of captain morgan.
Don't look him in the eyes, it like looking at the sun but instead of burning your retinas it makes you wet and vulnerable
bad night - i tried for naughty librarian but could only manage to pull off pissed off barrista.
He called me at two in the morning to tell me he was throwing the tiny Thor hammer at moving vehicles. Apparently he missed the guy on the motorcycle.
Walking out of the bathroom and not knowing you have hand soap on the front of your pants so it looks like you blew a load on yourself really sets the tone for the rest of the week...
He said it was fake. Like really? Hey baby, I wanna sleep with you, so here's a picture of a fake tiny dick
Now I can't unsee my hot boss's under-boobs. Monday will be awkward.
Pics or STFU
Not now. Out of camp chairs. Carving a new one with a chainsaw. Mushrooms are starting to kick and I gotta get this done NOW.
Please note that in response to your post about your dog's jaws clamped hard around a stick, I did not comment, "Takes after his dad." You're welcome.
I have unfollowed so many people the only things showing up in my newsfeed are dog rescues and sloth memes
At one point did I say I have a doctorate in fuck u?
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