That should be a holiday. like easter. but bulges instead of baskets
My pussy is not your playground.
it was better than the time i puked and I forgot to open the lid of the toilet
it's not cheating when I paid for it
Stop blaming waffle house for all your problems
no, didnt close...
What?! she made the first move and invited you back to her place. thats like striking out in t-ball pathetic...
i just remember pinky promising you guys to take care of him.
on the subway to an interview & there's a dude doing whippits out of a cheese wil can
It is a special kind of bonus when you find money you hid from yourself when you were drunk in the tampon box. What did we do last period?
Obviously you've never slept with someone who was deliverance level inbred.
From the same High Brittany who brought you such thoughts as, "Fuck, am I wearing shoes?" Comes High Brittany on a date! Stay tuned. This will be interesting.
i think ive reached a prime reproductive point in my life or somethin- i see gingers and all i want to do is have their babies. like my body knows that i have a to carry on a legacy
Can u pick me up? Lost my keys.
Sure. FYI- you "lost" them on the roof, trying to throw them over the house.
Of course I fucked her, her man stole my bike when we were kids
Jesus fucking Mary Christ if I have to clean shit out of my fucking bathtub one more fucking time I'm gonna murder a fucking kitten
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