i carry sandwiches in my pockets more than any normal person should
She wants to have naked weekends
They call that free range vagina in France
Well the "Blackout with your sack out" party turned out predictably.
Someone is in my phone as "fireball girl" and keeps texting me. How do I go about finding out who it is?
I'm approaching homosexuality at an increasingly alarming rate with each break up.
In this town being related to a brewing family or the owner of a sports team is like being royalty. It's like hooking up with the queen's nephew or something.
the reputation of my dick game is on the line. You're killing the team, here, G
Remember that whole "don't let me drink" thing? We should really start sticking to that.
He sent me a selfie with his cat. He has found a way to my heart. And pants.
My hot gay tattoo artist grew a beard and I'm not taking it well.
Just showed my drunk fiancé where I got circumcised, she's been crying for twenty minutes.
I'm telling you, I 'm beginning to think that my vagina is magical.
I sent him home with blood on his fingers and shame in his heart.
They have one of those claw machines here... with a dildo in it...
shots, cocks, socks. bingo
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