Do you think Capital One would let me put the Tub Girl picture on my Capital One card?
Beat you to it.
You kept calling me your small dog last night.
I just experienced a full blown christian wedding. I am SO GLAD YOUR WEDDING WASNT THIS.
We couldn't find any ping pong balls, so we used a fishing bobber. Could we be more country?
She was so wet my fingers were literally pruney when I got done with her
apparently he couldn't remember my name so he refereed to me as whats-her-boobs and everyone knew that it was me he was talking about
I wish the ER had shaved that part of my head. It would be easier to show people my staples at the bar.
KETAMINE SUNDAYS ARE SERIOUSLY FUCKING ME UP!
It's that time of the week again where I begin to ponder life's great questions like, "What will my pathetic excuse for a future look like?" and "Why tacos?"
I can't wait till we are old and wrinkly and I can turn to you and ask, "Remember when you Rick Jamesed the shit out of that couch??"
Probably not well advised, but you're welcome to stop by if your not ready to end your night. You know, for Thanksgiving's sake.
I posted her number in the m4m casual encounters area of Craigslist.
I guess her always saying "gay men love me!" will finally get put to the test.
i want to have awesome sex and feel fuzzy.
all his sexual metaphors involve condiments, should I worry?
Did anyone see us fucking last night on the giant turtle outside downtown Disney?
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