How was last night?
She looked like Delta Burke in her fat Designing Women days ... and she just left like 2 minutes ago. Right after breakfast.
I wonder why dictionaries dont have indexes to help find the words easier.
duuuude. vodka popsicles DO NOT function.
i feel like words won't express my appreciation properly so at some point i'm just going to bring you pizza then go down on you for an hour. fair?
Why do i even want him? It's like his dick is a trophy and I need to put it on my wall of shame.
BTW. If I show up really drunk and dressed a cowboy, don't be alarmed
She called all of my friends to find out where I was last night. 7 out of ten said their place.
I deem her datable let the dance of attraction commence
Putting all my energy Into finding a polite way to ask my mailman to fuck me in his car.
also my alarm just went off. I am always amused at what time drunk me decides to wake up.
Dougie got over his pride nerves. Found him dancing on a float wearing nothing but rainbow boxers.
I find celibacy oppressive. Huge waste of my time and talents.
You know more about his cock specs than his childhood. Proud of you
while on the topic of showers...why is there apple juice in our bathtub?
I am still worried she'll have a seizure durring. What would I do? Try to ride it out and finish, or pull out and assist?
Randomize
