i fell asleep last night with fifteen animal crackers in my mouth. rock bottom dude.
so i completely puked my brains out. a lot. he held me up so i could brush my teeth. then we proceeded to hook up for the next four hours.
he's a keeper
Every time you buy a sobe you buy a bong.
No, drunk sperm still make babies.
She just sent me a picture of a heart. I need to stop fucking freshman...
Can you imagine it being physically possible any other way unless the cows are unnaturally flexible
I knew his night was already over when he started marking lines on the bottle and setting goals
he got a charlie horse midthrust which triggered my orgasm we're still sorting this out.
They evidently had to pull his penis out of me while we were passed out on the floor.
It's embarrassing enough people in my life are aware of the ridiculous things that happen to me. I don't think we need to get the whole world involved.
I actually want to work out for some reason... I think it's my brains way of telling me it doesn't like living in a fat body.
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
I don't want to be Eskimo brothers with your dad
I did not get pleasing results from googling “Bob Ross goat”
Plan b and 5 hour enegery breakfast of a champion
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