Midget Michael Jackson impersonator dancing to Beat it in Penn Station almost caused me to miss my train. God, I
I was about to go down on her and her dong flopped out and hit me in the chin. This may have a Nam like post-traumatic-stress-disorder effect on me.
there was a trapeze. enough said
I'll be so proud. Like a proud mama bear freeing my slut cub into the wild.
Just know I'm having fun but I still have my motor functions.
My dick hurts from so many people grabbing it last night. We're not going back to that club
I just caught myself watching and Irish step dance documentary in my underwear drinking nyquil through a straw at 2 in the afternoon. today's off to a good start.
She had sex in a public bathroom and slept on a couch in the dorm lobby. It's only Monday
I think I reached some stage of aging, have a sore/injured shoulder from sex, next up carpal tunnel from sexting.
When you can pee with one hand accurately while texting, you drink too much.
The amount of drugs I did this weekend make me concerned about my health but at the same time fascinated to see if I could do more
I almost don't wanna have sex with her because I'm afraid she'll steal my hat
now acid just makes me think of crab ragoon
That's okay I'm failing college because I'm to busy giving over the pant handjobs in class..
Hey do you or anyone you know want to get drunk for free? At 4pm tonight at rctc for field sobriety training for future cops
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