I am pretty sure the guy in the stall two dwn from me is jerking it...seriously
Mental picture: Us at a bar keeping it classy shot gunning PBR's in the corner.
That was a good example of when keeping it real goes right
Banjos are just sex machines. Like lights to moths, banjos are to hipster bitches.
waiting in line for my ID. the kid in front of me reaks of hopes and dreams and hornyness-- freshmen by calvin klein
She rolled a blunt with one hand...and instantly I had a boner, I'm going to marry this girl.
I just made easy mac in my blender. Beat that.
Just filled up my pledge keg goblet with coffee at bp. They can judge all they want. At least I'm not killing baby dolphins.
I have shoes on. No pants. And my jacket pockets are full of ketchup and grass. Yes. Good night.
We should live in a duplex and just hook up with randoms for the rest of forever and be animal hoarders.
he was definitely TRYING to give me herpes.
He autographed my vag. This fuck just got authentic.
I specialize in how to hang out and party with randoms after you've hooked up with them. Not in feelings.
the puppy had a little leather gag and was using a ball gag as a fetch toy
I mean, if you want to light yourself on fire for maximum accuracy, far be it from me to stop you
i want to say his dick was in it but not his heart
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