i was shrooming and she was sobbing. i was trying to be sympathetic, but i could see the veins working like worms under her skin. and then her face stripped down to the muscle.
what was she crying about?
i wanna say it was the lack of skin on her face but maybe she lost her job.
idea:have a jello shot stand(opposed to lemonade stand) to raise money for spring break
i just learned how to squirt via google. life is good.
They were so loud I wrote them a sex critique and taped it to his door.
btw, her name was actually Alixx. in retrospect, it was pretty much a gimme
I just used my thong as a hair tie. I think I reached my limit.
I shouldn't be home alone with this much peanut butter and the dog. I feel like i'm being recorded to see when my desperation will peak.
Welcome to a new world. May the gods of weed smile upon you as you embark on exploring this new dimension.
The fact that you walked around talking like Barbie and still got laid amazes me.
Like he held up the condom afterwards, twirled it with his finger, and said "look at that load"
Masturbating to death wouldn't be a terrible way to go. If you die tonight, I'll know how it went down. Promise not to tell your family.
learning about efficiency and effectiveness in an administration seminar. real world application: walking across the street to the pub on break to shotgun a beer.
I just fuked with kevins application and made it say that he does conjugal visits for community service
hey some people donate their time while apparently kevin donates his body
that may or may not have been my penis.
You know how fear has a smell? Well turns out shame has a smell too. It's Pina colada flavored anal grease.
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