moral of the story: I'm going to stab everyone
i walked into the first stall,, but there was no paper, so i'm in the other one. a little kid is in the one without paper now and is making a lot of noise. curious how this'll turn out for him.
i said good morning to each one of his abs personally
dude what did you give her she's eating her pocket lint
I'll wind up on his doorstep with a confused "oh you live here" expression, a feigned ankle injury and a seemingly fortunately placed bottle of tequila. I don't care what it takes: HIS MOUTH WILL BE ON MOUTH.
My dad just decided to play wingman for me... I dont want to let the family down... but both these girls are hideous
This makes me miss penis. Not in a horny way... but in a sad, sentimental way.
well i mean she can't stop a weed based friendship...its like a trying to stop a bomb or a really fast train...
Her boyfriend caught us fucking and said "cool you're cheating too" and left.
You live a charmed life.
after giving head I just always feel like I need like. ice cream. as both a means of getting the lingering sperm out of my mouth, and a congratulations.
Oh, AND I met a ukulele teacher that I'd date. So there's that.
I mean I've seen her tits but I don't know what her voice sounds like
His parents came home, and now I'm hiding in a closet; awaiting death at dawn.
You are always hiding in a closet though??
He's a douche. But I like the way he chokes me.
I didn't expect the hobit to have that much sexual tension.
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