So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
well on the bright side, he charges $60 for an eighth
so he'll probably take me somewhere nice
What can I expect? While all of my friends are getting married, all of his friends are tripping on robitussin
you convinced me to pee myself because I was wearing dark jeans.
unrelatedly i think im gonna download boogie nights just to see mark wahlberg's penis
I use him for alcohol and he uses me for sex. This is the closest thing to love i could imagine
walking back to the dorm.. she is flashing evryone, demanding beads. we tried to stop her and now she just keeps yelling "Bourbon st bitchesss"... you get her tomorrow
There is no amount of alcohol that can make me forget I had a Jimmy Kimmel sex dream
I do have a life. It just consists of making scarves and chesse straws now
If you find my purse on your yacht please call me - girl you slept with after yacht party
On the food pyramid big dick are "sometimes foods"
I'll be the Broncos and you be the Seahawks and you can pound the shit out of me.
I got so drunk that I peed my bed...and all over him. The ironic thing is that he slept in his swimming trunks.
I took a pregnancy test at Pancheros a bit ago.
So you just held his hand and he fucking came...?
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