doug butabi!
steve butabi!
hotties wanna shake it
UPDATE: In a passionate fit of self love, I brought myself to orgasm under the moon on my 7th floor balcony, ejaculating between the rungs towards the ground.
Unfortunately, I did not realize that most of it would end up on the balcony below mine.
At least you don't cum in color.
i'm watching the tyra show: "women who beat up their boyfriends" - lets see how she can make THIS one all about herself too.
and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
Until he has ordered mozzarella sticks & beers at 2pm while wearing formal attire, then this is still my bar.
Ever since he's come out, my facebook stalking experience has gotten uncomfortable
Fuck him for salsa, please. I heard its a good recipe.
I think i smell like relationship. That's my problem.
Well it looked like you were having a fucking apiphany sitting at the toilet with a t shirt around your head
No, listening to the fray and drinking a bottle of jack daniels does not count as counseling
Is "you left your socks here, please come get them" a good way of saying "come fuck me?"
I tipped him really well because I feel he knew we were high, but did it in a non judgemental way.
I don't mean to crush your hopes and dreams but having sex IN the Stanley Cup isn't possible
I got to walk around for eight hours wearing power armor and acting camp. No way I wouldn't love it.
I'm actually more excited that I had so much sex this weekend that my ovaries hurt
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