I dont get it-she has sex with me but wont be my facebook friend?
Don't feel too badly. Until twenty minutes ago my paper was a heading and a pizza order.
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
I have another pimple on my ass cheek.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.
I just walked in on my roommates playing baseball with old vegetables and a bigass knife.
It felt like getting blasted with a supersoaker filled with vagina juice.
Well, she's officially disappointed in me. I have it writing.
I am downstairs in the bar now having a beer...actually I ordered two beers and placed one across from me in front of an open chair. I did this for appearance sake, so nobody knew I was double fisting all alone. I'm getting hungry now. I'm thinking of ordering two meals just to keep appearances up.
I guess I made wings because there's chicken everywhere. Even on the walls. 3 of them. It's like a chicken grave yard.
Look. If you're going to be my girlfriend you need to be down with me licking BBQ off your face infront of kids.
Hey, met you at the bar last night. You probably dont remember my name. You and your friends came back to my place, you shattered my window with your fist then dipped. Your gonna need to pay for that.
Thats where this cut came from! Thanks for piecing together the puzzle dude.
Was he good-huge or like "what the fuck do i do with this"-huge
So what your saying is I can use her desperation to my advantage. Fuck, this must be how pretty girls feel.
Well, while we went through airport security, I found out Mom got her clit pierced, so there's that.
Dude, I danced with Abe Lincoln! How could last night have been any better???
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