Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
Straightened my pubes. My dick looks like John Lennon fucked Gonzo.
you made cement angels. it was a great sight.
My corndog is like a popsicle of bread. A WHOLE. POPSICLE. OF BREAD.
FUCK YOU CALIFORNIA. YOU DO NOTHING RIGHT. FIRST PROP 8 AND NOW THIS.
I've had more sex in the two weeks since we broke up than I ever had in any two weeks we were together.
I was very proud of myself that day. I had an awesome time. I don't care if I negatively impacted others.
Walked back to my room from the bus last night and all I see is 3 of my friends on the porch chugging whiskey and then throwing up in unison
Now that I've quit blow, I think I'm allergic to my cat....
How am I supposed to buy weed and pancake mix when it's raining?
I know you're having some issues right now but can we focus on the gangbang?
Ur creepiness is now affecting my life and I'm not okay with it
I woke up an hour ago with orange fingers and a condom stuck to my head.. Wtf just happened?
Omg, new summer goal: sex in a bouncy castle.
I’m making a jello mold of my penis
Will it be as disappointing as your actual penis?
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