I hate to say it, but I think my pandora being Marvin Gaye love songs was the prime reason for the bj last night
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
Turned out the thing on the lampshade was a bloodstain, not a bedbug. We feel much safer now.
I made him recite stats from the playoffs game last night before I would go down on him.
There's a skull full of vodka. How bad can it be?
We talked him into tasing himself.
this weekend destroyed me...my brain feels like the curly fry at the bottom of the bag. GAhhh come save me
that's ecstasy for ya. now I'm kinda in the mood for jack in the box.
Apparently I still called the officer "sir" despite the fact I was at a .21 BAC. Southern girls are raised right
Everytime Our professor said "penis fencing" in class today we took shots.
I offered to lick your vagina while wearing a suit... Pretty sure chivalry is well alive.
No just a slight sexual miscommunication which led to a little (lot) vomiting by one party and a bruised sternum on the other party involved.
I can't even make a guess how that goes.
Haha. I have resting bitch face. He has I want y'all to die face. It's a subtle difference
If you could get me there thatd be perfect. I doubt there's extradition on the moon.
Just puked in a cup. Poured it out the window.
I’m traumatised. Bring vodka and condoms.
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