She called herself a train and then took off all her clothing. I forget everything after that.
I saw you two flinging Jello at the sidewalk if that helps jog your memory.
It's just like riding a horse. A very tall, gay horse.
Oh come on. There's no way I was the only female choir student taking shots in the back room.
I love my boobs, they're the only thing that supports me. They make me a solid 6.
all I wanna do is swim in an Olympic sized pool of Gatorade and tylenol.
She has a boyfriend. But if he's a decent human being he understands blowjobs don't count as cheating with her. Keeping those miracles to himself is a crime against humanity.
I gave up trying to understand them years ago. Now I'm just trying to fuck them.
Topless bubble bath with a lesbian is debatable as a gay experience.
There was a point where you were singing "Friends in Low Places" to yourself while Juicy J was playing so I got worried.
So after I fell off 4 times we concluded I'm not allowed to ride him anymore.
how come you came home with "Amanda owns this" written on your forhead
I shall relish in being the most basic of bitches
So unmotivated today.
Who am I kidding. So unmotivated this decade.
He deserves a nobel prize for his dick-giving abilities. 10/10, would ride again.
Well it was okay until he pinned my arms over my head and I found the loaded pistol tucked behind the bed... THIS IS WHY WE DON'T FUCK BOYS IN MONTANA ANYMORE
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