D3 body, D1 cock
I wish I could get plan B off e-bay so it would be a secret and cheap.
..and then spiked the maple syrup at iHop
I think forcing your little sister to drink with you on a Wednesday when she has school the next day is the low point of alcoholism.
I want you to come here and listen to her climax and then tell me how funny you think it is.
considering I showed up there after a xanax, 2 bottles of champagne and some coke, no shirt and someone else s husband... I'm sure you can figure that one out.
I felt like a dog for all the times during sex that he said "good girl"
i think he just broke into a bike shop his last text said something about hiding in some tree
It was the textbook our-balls-touched-while-engaged-in-a-threesome-with-our-bosses-wife conversation.
It amazes and alarms me I'm not shocked to read that.
You and the dog were competed for the water dish
I was grossed out that all their candles smelled like vagina and then I remembered where my fingers had been.
They had to stop us from skinny dipping in the reflection pool of the Mormon temple.
hitting rock bottom is getting taziki in your hair & simply putting it in a bun instead of actually dealing with it, just like your problems
I just walked out of the side door of the bar to come in the front door so no one would know I've been here drinking before our work meeting.
Eh, my puke tasted like lemonade, so not too bad
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