Gte hit a new low, I took a poopnap, passed out mid poop on the toilet.
it was like one of those moments where the couple runs together and kisses and everyone in the airport claps. but instead of clapping an indian guy walked by and said 'ahhhright! get some!'
your suggestions for charades were, getting sucked into an aircraft turbine, getting raped by a dolphin, and having sex with a vacuum cleaner. you got your own, and actually used a vacuum cleaner as a prop.
also, did you notice that when he quoted your email he used MLA format?
my dad just referred to me and my boobs as 'the three of you'
Uhg.. This isn't fair. I just want to have sex with you until i lose consciousness, wake up and start over... is that so much to ask?
That's the kind of break up sex that keeps couples together. Damn.
I just think that if you're going to run around naked outside, a feather boa should be involved. Half for the flair and half for an emergency cover.
My pants are on and I'm pretty sure I tried to throw them at someone.
She came 4 times, called me a god, then made me breakfast. I don't think she is ever going to leave
that is either the most profound and meaningful thing i've ever heard, or someone got high before noon again.
So I considered mediating this morning and instead I master-bated...same thing right?
We got caught fucking on the couch while I was in my Godzilla onesie.
Are there rules against fucking your ex's dealer?
So I justmade it back home and was greeted to a squirrel in my dorm... Last time I let my friends rent it out for a party.
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