my brother is a facebook fan of two things: God, and Rhianna. if he's not a prime example of the rare "baptist closeted gay," i don't know who is.
If there's ever a time when I've matured to the point that I don't want to look at camera-phone-titties, go ahead and bury me in a shallow grave by the railroad tracks.
If we could never, ever tell mike i pissed in his closet, that would be really really great
He's single. I'm single. We should rekindle our eighth grade romance over a box of wine and carefree sex.
I wish I was a power ranger. Also the universe is immense. Like it never ends. Never.
Finally buying a camera. Missed out on recording a 3way last night. Hindsight. Ugh.
This holiday season is going to be rough between people coming home for the holidays and the already regulars on my list I might have to clone my vagina to make sure I get everyone for all they are worth
Bless her heart. Her stupid, drunk, adderall-ed heart.
The multiple male orgasm is a real thing. I've seen it. I've caused it. I called him a unicorn.
is it acceptable to cross the border for sex?
How is it medically possible for my urine to smell like espresso
What is the proper Father's Day protocol when you're sleeping with a guy who has kids?
I wonder whether Megan will forgive me if i have phone sex in her attic
I made her pull the car over 5 times to puke because she was going to fast, apparently she was only going 30mph...
I had to pee so bad that I snuck into the bathroom while they were in the shower. At her request, he was massaging her boobs so they could grow faster. Also there was a laser light machine.
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