Dude, she had a vegina. I felt like Indiana Jones cutting a path through the jungle.
only if we run a train.
done.
Do you have any idea how hard it is to cum to Chingy?!
Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
the theme of the baby shower is Nightmare On Prego Street
I hope you don't have to start the day explaining to me how you failed to turn "Can I practice my belly dancing in your apartment" into all night sex.
One of my coworkers just invited me to a wet t-shirt contest this weekend in honor of her son's 21st Birthday.
I could hear them screwing through my bedroom wall again this morning, so I started beat boxing to the tempo.
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
One of those nights had to have been when we tried to walk through the McDonald's drive through -- and then got in the car with complete strangers. And stole their hamburgers.
Now I'm at the gym and I never want to leave. It's a combo of adderall and endorphins and I don't want it to go away
I lull them into a false sense of security with my gayness. Then when they're vulnerable, I strike, like a snake. A big non-gay snake, with huge balls.
I forgot about snapchatting a pic of us, but I remember flossing with your hair.
How do I send someone an apology text for giving them a lap dance in the middle of a party last night?
Well I thought I saw everything and then I saw Christmas themed poop bags at Petco.
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