if i had a camp nickname it would be Flick Bean
life is all about the fine print - all i wanted was a fucking pony.
There was a lot of him and a little penis
I'm walking down the halls of our hotel and listening for sex noises and knocking when I do.
The boys in front of me put beer, red plastic cups, ping pong balls, lighterfluid, and twelve packs of pantyhose on the conveyor belt. Whatever drinking game they're playing, I want a part in.
See, not all bad decisions involve my penis.
Well, somebody (me) put on reindeer antlers, crawled around on the floor, and meowed at people... So yeah, I'd say it was "one of those nights"
you were feeling the wall and when we asked you why, you just said "because I want to know who lived here before"
We're getting paid a considerable amount of money to send each other pictures of our dicks...
I'm so excited for post-beer fest chipotle. It will be better than scared shitless pre-go karting chipotle.
That all sounds beautiful. All I have to offer is my shining personality, extensive amounts of space knowledge, and I hear I am pretty not sucky at sucking dick
Is it festive if I masturbate to Santa porn?
He compared my blow job skills to finding gold treasure in a gold chest, so there's that.
And why in he fuck did I get 'dick' in Romanian tattooed on my forearm
Wine through a straw in a subway cup.....classy
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