The last thing I remeber was convincing you to hide in the fridge, and then taking everything out and you not fitting.
its officail im naming my first born child brickbreaker
She's like a coupon for free blow jobs. No purchase necessary.
They were like stripper heels, except business stripper heels, the kind strippers would wear to court.
Dude..her orgasm sent her into a seizure...theres no joke here. It happened.
Getting sheets for college, what is the thread count that shows the least amount of cumstains?
630.
I barely even remember him. He is just a distant beard in my past.
nothing says "you're fucked" like watching a movie with the family and a handle of vodka comes crashing down from your hiding spot in the ceiling tiles.
The stripper was waving you to the stage, not up on the stage. That's why you got choked out.
It sounds like drunken magic sprinkled w narcotics
I miss her, but also fucked her ex boyfriend.... So there's that
Yeah you burned that bridge with your vagina
I literally just force feed a guy flintstone vitamins after sex
This morning I woke up in the entrance of a retirement home. Memory fragments from last night: making it rain with the contents of my wallet over the bridge, getting hit by a car, and a lot of running.
I might go to an NA meeting just to fuck that boy in the bathroom.
Just because you can't have him, doesn't mean you can have his brother.
What about the best friend?
Randomize
