And when I look at him, I just want him to say "I love you" in between deep thrusts and hard grunts.
there needs to be a "man fax report". like car fax. type in the guys name and bday and up pops all the bad shit he's ever done.
i cant talk right now. we are trying to finish our homework so we can play with play-doh
I mean, I don't even call it a hangover anymore. It's just morning.
Oh btw, that was a wonderful blow job. You did a good job.
and I'm sitting five inches from the tv scrunched up in a ball watching doug. It's like I'm five again...except I'm more stoned than the dude who created this show
The fool I made of myself at the Ugly Christmas Sweater party last night was surpassed this morning when I walk of shamed 6 miles at 7am with one mysterious wet leg and no pants on. I think my mom saw me and waved.
I just wrote "where Jason is" on the screen. He guessed "hospital" correctly.
Straight guys just can't stay away. My penis must have pheromones or something.
for me, it's working out the tricky timing of the Viagra and nightly laxative.
Please tell me I made it home with both shoes on
Nope
At least your road beer policy is responsible. Well, relatively speaking.
I know EXACTLY where things went wrong with her...I didn't use Cheetos as a wooing tool.
I almost rear ended this hot guy driving a Porsche Cayenne just so I could get his phone number
Nice. Make him jerk off and tape it. Send it to his woman. I also love that you had another skype date
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