ur plase or mine? lol
well if you don't learn how to spell, you may be at your place and I'll be at mine.
i don't care who i fucked last night, until im at 43plus im not considering myself slutty
at a bar and heard one girl tell another her tampon string was showing she goes i dont want it in anymore anyways. then proceeds to pull out her tampon in the middle of the bar and leave it on a plate. ewwww
We found her in the fireplace eating dog biscuits.
We found a swing set....it's in the front yard.
I walked into my room to see them crying, watching hey arnold, and passing a franzia box back and forth...
The one wearing a viking helmet and holding a bottle of Smirnoff. She's laying on the floor of the tube singing "cant find my way home" . You can't miss her..
the last thing i remember is yelling at the cab driver that i'm really good at drive by vomitting.
Is it 3pm? Or am I losing my mind because it's pickled in vodka and diet coke?
I can't blame him for thinking that then, placing a cone shaped potato chip on the tip of his penis post bj is not a normal act of love
Well it ended with everyone taking a bite out of a raw potato and a girl crying because her boyfriend wouldn't bring her any grape juice. So yeah...I'd say the night was a success.
There's Dick Pix, Zorro, and The Little Engine that Could. I nickname my fuck buddies for the exact same reason why you don't name animals which you will one day have for dinner.
6 showers laters and I still feel like I have his vomit in my vagina. At least I could help him figure out he's gay.
she stuffed her marc jacobs purse full of cereal
classy
1. Everyone on the 1st and 3rd floor heard you. 2. The 3rd floor vibrates when we have sex. 3. The 1st floor can hear the bed squeak.
Randomize
