You screamed 'pound me, you big thick stud.' I looked around for porn cameras.
Shut up. I did not.
I really wish I was making that up.
You were petting your shoe and saying this makes me really happy
i always knew that i'd have sex in your room, i just assumed it would be with you
Judging by his buldge, this guy is huge. just paid steve to follow him into the bathroom and find out. They had a convo about it.
I just realized that my phone was set to Brazilian time...what the fuck happened last night
for future reference mormans are hard to crack but they give fucking amazing hand jobs.
You stumbled in the house, mumbled something about a cheese party, grabbed a block of cheese and the whiskey, and left.
Finals week...the biggest cock block since your brother threatened me with a beer bottle at the bar.
Let the vodka take you where it will. Like Pocahontas, but wasted
Is that a polar bear? You seriously grinded with a polar bear at the club?
So I'm about to drive his drunk ass home and he spits on my car. Before I can say, "Dude, what the fuck?!", he puts his finger to my lips and goes "shhh, its in the past."
I actually feel a twinge of sadness recycling all of our handles... I feel like I'm throwing out some great memories or lack of them because we don't remember
I think he might be using me for sex. I also think I might be ok with that.
Please don't throw the wedding bouquet at me
hey can you send me that pic of that dude?...if this isn't Rochelle's phone...can you please find and tell Rochelle to send me that picture of that dude?
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