actually, I'm a sock model
he whispered in my ear that he would be upstairs and i should come up. i stayed downstairs. he came back down and repeated to whisper in my ear. this happened about 5 times until he passed out.
He just went up to bed, still drunk from last night, carrying a pear, a pipe, and an unopened bottle of wine. I think he'll be fine.
Disgusting. If I saw her naked my dick would pack up his balls and leave.
so why are there three stressed gay men and a bowl of vomit in the smoke room?
If I ever die and svu has to come to my murder scene make sure they know I don't wear underwear always so it might not be as bad as they think
Whoever was the last to get in from the chinese firedrill had to pay the dealer.
I've known you for the past two years. You never kid about biology or alcohol.
I shit you not ... they just advertised a recruiting service for strippers at this concert.
Breakfast of champions
Is that a dick crepe?
It is indeed
I bet my lungs hate me more than my liver
That's a hard toss up
She always used to joke about becoming a stripper. WHO'S FUNNY NOW?!
This drink tastes like mosquito repellent.
so, i take that as a legit invitation into his pants
That was fun and all, but let's never have sex on a ladder ever again.
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