...So a 6 ft tall drag queen in heels I would kill for just told me I have a dunkable ass. I'm confused...but I'll take any compliment I can.
I fucking hate vegan toaster pastries. You don't fuck with poptarts. It's like baseball...it's the backbone of american sport and you don't change it. Poptarts are the backbone of american fatasses and you don't just go changing them.
have you ever been in a public bathroom and someone walked in, and you played "Fat or Crying" based on her breathing?
I will call him whatever I please, including flaccid dick on forehead guy but not limited to watermelon cunt head.
We have an unspoken agreement. He helps me move and I give him a blow job. It's really unfair to him considering he doesn't know how much shit I have.
I keep telling myself that if Britney can make it through 2007, I can make it through this date.
Come get me...we were walking home and she kept yelling "people need to get run over more!" then she just sat down in the middle of the street saying "it just feels right."
And that's the fourth pair of yoga pants with unwashable stains from you.
Then, she put flavored warming oil on my dick and was amazed when something she bought FROM SPENCER'S almost burned my dick off.
Remember the thing I sent you? "Often complex problems are best solved by thinking like an animal." Hump away!
I spent all the money my grandpa gave me for Christmas last night….solid start to 2015
I can't tell if you're talking about my pussy or Cape Cod.
did you just try to prove your straightness by quoting a lady gaga song?
But unlike the human Walter the plant Walter will someday grow to satisfy my needs
"WHAT IS THIS LESBIAN MADNESS"
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