so i woke up to her 8 year old asking for a bowl of cereal...
I GPSed you we're an hour and 14min away from each other
and it's going to stay that way
we dont know what were doing after yet. first up we have 90 beers and a party kit and fun hats.
I don't even know why I got my vag waxed
Ugh, tell me about it. As each day passes and the hair grows more, I get a little more depressed.
Aaaaand that would be the most of my hand I've ever fit into a vagina before.
I have jerked off in every room in your house. *the more you know
Before I left he insisted on serenading me with a ukalele. I might be a little bit in love
How exactly do I approach the whole "Well that was fun. Am I purchasing the Plan B or you?" topic?
Did the vodka turn my hair yellow or did something else happen last night?
I had to run home with my hands covering my tits this morning. How does this keep happening?
Tell me about it. Running across highways take alot outta ya. When he found out, he was all "concerned" about it.
Apparently while fucking a girl in the ass last night I cracked a molar, trying to find a dentist now.
You want to know how I feel? I feel like Cady Heron pushed me in front of a bus last night.
She's one of those people who could be either 16 or 23. In which case she's too old for me or in dangerously jailbait territory for you, bro.
No, he came home, unscrewed all of the lightbulbs, and threw them in the sink.
Randomize
