I had a dream last night that I was the one that killed Biggie
then you asked me to turn your jeans into "jorts" just long enough to cover your ballsack
Nothing quite says America like barbecue and beer at 9 in the morning.
I bruise way too easily for the kind of rough sex I want...
So yes, he's hot, a scorpio, an artist and a perfect cock. I think my bi train just arrived in gay town.
He just kept petting my ear and informing me that I wasn't one of the guys
I'm going to try to be reasonable tonight and keep my drink count out of double digits
You could make a naked club. One member, you. One president, you.
All I want to do is sleep. And If I'm not sleeping, I want to be eating or fucking. I'm pretty sure being pregnant has turned me into a dude.
The last thing I remember was riding in a grocery cart with two strangers while a cop pushed us
I would have been the big man on campus...just flop my wang out on the table and how them what they were gonna deal with if they dropped the soap
Oh my god he's laying on a longboard singing the song from cool runnings.
I don't want any of this. I just want big sausages.
I was on antibiotics for a bladder infection and couldn't drink and you told me there was no longer room in your life for me.
short story short, i just screamed anal seepage in the middle of a diner.
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