This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
Are you kidding me. My sex life has diminshed to having wet dreams about jerking off.
so when we got to the frat house he had a travel sized toothpaste and toothbrush for me and gave me a pair of his shorts and a girl's sorority t shirt...something tells me he's done this before
i wiped a booger on my final. end of semester present.
he sent me a winky sad face. i cannot deal this level of pathetically needy flirtatiousness.
Since your rent is paid til the first, we decided to use your apartment as the beer pong room. We apologize in advance for losing your security deposit.
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
Well we get the HIV results on my birthday haha. It'll be like happy birthday kid, you have AIDS.
Would it be considered cannibalistic if I wanted to eat off his bacon tattoo?
When and where the fuck did we get a beach ball??
I am just saying if Clark Kent walks into your life, you fuck him
Like, she can be the shepard of the gays. Delivering him unto homosexuality.
You would think by the size of the lump on my ass that I would have remembered falling down a flight of stairs.
I didn't know that all of his brothers would be hot and musical too. That's a dick move on behalf of biology.
This is why I love being gay. I could never afford that much birth control.
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