The way you explained my vagina was exactly the way I would of described my breakfast burrito.
I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
Learned a lot. Like boys with frosted tips still exist. And that they're sensitive to constructive criticism.
you were going around the whole club telling people to smell ur purse
You have more facebook pictures than most towns have people.
Well, I guess this was as good a night as any to find out I don't know how to use my fire extinguisher.
A 40 year old man just put his hands on my thighs and said in these exact words "you're so beautiful and gorgeous and innocent. But life sucks and you'll probably turn into a whore."
Come my child we shall walk thru the pasture of amazing sex and corndogs. Hint:some corndogs are not corndogs.
Not good... He ate my chips. Thats not a sex analogy for anything. My actual potato chips... gone. I lost on both ends.
Two cats fucking in the middle of the street. I sat there and watched in my car because I didn't want to cock block the male by honkin my horn.
I'm watching the Brazzers version of Mary Poppins and enjoying it. Volume on and all. 45 minutes.
2 six inch heels, 3 big sangrias, no broken legs
Fireball goes down like mother's milk. Btw your housemate is naked
STOP GETTING GIRLS PREGNANT IN MY BED.
Wrong Cuomo but I had a dream last night in which I was very sexually attracted to Chris
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