There are traffic cones in the living room. One of them is yours.
third eye blind makes so much more sense now that i have a drug problem
And leave it to John to ask the cabby to make a Porno in his cab
just let her blow you already, it's practically animal cruelty at this point.
Unless you're gonna start buying my underwear, you have got to stop ripping it off of me.
I rolled joints beforehand. Lit a candle. Ghetto rigged taping the 40's on my hands and then lit the joint using the flame of the candle.
I'm so proud of your modern ingenuity
I didn't know what happened last night until the bruises in the shape of hands showed up on my boobs. Then it all made sense.
I'm so glad we both made out with him though. I feel like that really brought us together
He must have found my secret supply of blow and took a bump before we left the house. Rude.
He could of at least asked
Can we go one day without you telling me that your dick misses me
I feel like every young boy's first wet dream is too have sex with the Pink Ranger. I am now fulfilling that dream for one man. I am a hero.
Well, I just bought plan b with the tips I made from the job that I slept with my manager. So yeah, that's my life. How's yours?
it was a hallmark card with butt plugs.
Dude I just clenched/unclenched my hindquarters while looking in the mirror I have fucking talent
So, 'head before the store' turned into a fuck fest, & that's how I ended up at the grocery store smelling like a cum farm on Black Friday. How's your weekend?
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