I got fucking wesley sniped last night by that power hoe. How'd it end up on your end? Did you canoodle the stripper enough for her to agree to go to formal?
We are NOT roofying him just to get him to pass out so we can build a masive snow cock in his yard.
well apperantly i passed out on the stairs shouting "victory".
I locked the porch door but I left a spare key on top of the keg on the side of the house
I fell asleep to him stroking my ass calling it his precious.
I don't know if I have the sustained energy level for partying hard
Not a choice. You are mistaking my comments as options. My statements are facts. This is what is happening.
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
Omfg amy I'm not kidding you I think a blow job is what landed me in the hospital
Nope if you can't be there for me emotionally, then my vagina can't be there for you physically. That's my rule.
Did you seduce any young men into coming home to your love nest of poutine and jäger bombs?
Oh my god and he smells like heaven wrapped in a beard of knowledge
He reached a whole new level of creepy. We were getting a coffee and he noticed the girl at Starbucks name tag looked her up on fb and friend requested her right there without ever introducing himself
So stoned that I pressed the unlock button on my car keys to walk into my bedroom...
I vomited out my contact lenses last night
I keep worrying the police are going to come looking for us.
For which one? Starting a fire on my porch or having sex on my porch?
Randomize
