Whatever, you were 10 deep and there was a hot tub. No judgment.
We smoked a joint and talked about his parent's divorce. It was like being fifteen all over again.
I'm starting to think The only feelings I have anymore are drunk and hung over
you can't hurt those
Just an FYI: The offer for you to come snow blow my driveway in return for sexual favors is still on the table
sorry for the blank pocket text. My penis obviously has nothing to say to you.
Fat girl left in a hurry. Possibly had to do with the missing bathroom door in my apartment.
She is trying to turtle bite me and when I pull away she says just let it happen. Then she pulled a poptart out of nowhere
It was like watching porn, except it was in real life, and it was starring two of your best friends.
He sent me a picture; erect penis, cat in hand and no pants on. He got a boob pic for that one.
So I know we're not talking about this anymore buuuuuut I left heel marks on the wall.
Court can wait. right now you and your magic penis need to be here satisfying me.
I'll get him an axe as a present. So he can break out of his closet. That axe being my penis.
you made a mix containing mostly whiskey. then you took a sip, gagged and yelled "perfect!"
would it be uncouth to smoke a joint during office hours
This is why you're my favorite TA
Don't send me pics of cunning dicks while I'm eating potato chips
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