i feel like the prize bull at the rodeo. everybody got a ride, no one lasted more than 8 seconds and i'm pretty sure i kicked one of them in the ball sack
I'm sorry..where i come from learning how to exploit a wealthy middle aged man is a right of passage
So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
Just spit on a sock to clean a spot on my glass table. Oddest combination of so lazy and motivated ever.
no, didnt close...
What?! she made the first move and invited you back to her place. thats like striking out in t-ball pathetic...
It's like there testing me. My dad kept handing me margaritas and saying "you can take it"
sometimes you have to go after what you want
true. and i really want to cum
What do you want me to say to her? "Oh hey, I need to borrow your soon to be husband to make a porn, cool?"
all I know is he gave me a Cialis and tried to take me home.
I'm sorry. I really don't see what's wrong with pregaming before a wine tasting.This champagne won't drink itself.
The wine tasting is just for charity anyways...
We followed the campus tour around in a golf cart drinking PBR and blasting "Sexual Healing."
It's like I just got slapped in the face with the cock of nostalgia.
What was the name of that place where we saw that concert? It was like a warehouse and some guy was living in the loft above the stage...
It's called: a legit place to drop acid.
So if I run into you on the street, I'm supposed to just stop drop and suck your dick?
so.. please tell me you did not really sleep on the washing machine last night
guilty
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