He was sitting cross legged outside his tent repeatedly hitting the ground with a hammer and shouting 'this.is.a.good.idea.'
We did a shot for each one. Father... son... and holy ghost. That wasn't enough though so we moved on to toasting dead relatives.
so he woke up after being passed out and yelled that he had brought back moon rocks for everybody...
I am assuming I was his dirty Mardi Gras mistake and I can live with that
My asshole is basically a geyser at this point. Minus the excitement. Plus blood.
Well that's another check off the sexual bucketlist of things I never wanted to experience.
Also, I'm sat on the floor drinking cava because life is just not working for me tonight.
soon, soon....
I don't believe you anymore. You're like the boy who cried coitus.....
it was like a shit fog rolling out of the east to encompass me and have it's way with me
I wouldn't even cut tickets or put ppl in jail I'd just hand out punches to the mouth and Liam Neeson throat chops
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
we just talked about our morning and what we were doing for the day and he handed me the addies and i took $50 out of my bra in front of a bunch of frat guys. so the mornings going really well
THEY DIDN'T THROW MY PORN AWAY!!!!
I feel like I should send her I'm sorry I've been fucking your boyfriend flowers.
Liz Cheney wasn’t exactly on my list of women I expected to be saying “YAS QUEEN” for in 2021 but here we are
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