I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
I must say, I don't like the act of throwing up, but the feeling after is quite delightful
guess who just got paired up at the beer pong table with the fat girl who's nipples are hanging out...
i was taking the test and had to adjust my boner and my teacher thought i was cheating or something
in the morning i found her name, number and address on one of the empty pizza boxes. also said "ps. if you find my shoes please mail to me."
I imagine anything that isn't a dilldo attached to a jackhammer, powered by a generator won't be amazing enough for you
Well if it makes you feel any better I threw up at Roadhouse. And then on the way to the train. And then in a water fountain. And then in a plastic bag on the train.
How do you set tits on fire ? I swear her tits were on fire.
I think I slept in the cheesecake last night. Either that or I had a wet dream. Whatever happened I need to wash my pants.
we didn't have anything to do and wanted to get our money's worth out of our costumes, so if you see two mermaids day drinking by the creek it's us
it was like vegas minus all of the penis and death threats
She's crying about either her ex boyfriend, her one night stand, or her own puke. None of those is worth the tears.
Was he good-huge or like "what the fuck do i do with this"-huge
He said "just hugs" and ran away screaming.
So it may have been laced, sue me.
I just asked him what would happen if my boobs fought crime. I think I'm cut off.
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