Some 6 yr old girl just got on my plane in St. Louis. She was wearing an I Love Canada shirt. She eyed the seat next to me and I stared her straight in the eyes and shook my head. Fuck her. Fuck canada.
she just made a shot glass out of magazine paper. I love her.
I have diapers under my sink. trying to convince myself to use them.
You can't have your penis and eat it, too.
I know you claim to have a large penis but I do not believe in what i cannot see. Sort of like god.
Did you ever stop and think that god invented whiskey dick specifically for me
you flashed my boyfriend last night so i tackled you to the floor. you may be a bit sore.
You are mentally unprepared to be exposed to my degree of perversion.
I don't believe u have enough text space to describe the dimensions of his penis.
Drunk me forgot I'm not an 18yr old raver anymore. Adult me is now in pain.
He led me to his room and handed me the remote, he left to go take a shower and there is a group of guys across the hall just staring at me... Its like they know something i dont. Help me.
Where can I buy a stripper pole at midnight on a Sunday?
You might have been able to redeem yourself had you not referred to grandma as "this bitch".
That explains the hand print on my face. That old lady knows how to throw a punch.
Not only do I have a well-defined bite mark on my arm, but I also have a perfectly clear bruise of a handprint wrapped around my arm like a tribal tattoo. Thoughts on how that happened?
i want to say his dick was in it but not his heart
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