It must be a full moon weekend. All of my weird booty calls are coming out of the woodwork. I spent 40 minutes on the phone last night telling one why he is so creepy.
It's mornings like this that make me happy to have a clean pair of underwear in my purse.
like we started out all organized and composed and within thirty mins people were throwing up in the bushes, arguing over a beer bong and jumping in the pool with their clothes on
I didn't know there was such thing as a bad orgasm. Until him.
well, 500 bucks doesn't grown on trees, and i need that bear suit for any chance of vagina access.
Did I ever tell u about how my buddy fucked peter coors's daughter and made a tshirt that said I TAPPED THE ROCKIES with her picture on it?
listening to the two girls in the next stall finish a 40 and laugh at this guy they both fucked. they're calling him 'tulip dick'.
I used that money i stole from the stripper last night to pay for my date tonight.
yeah but think of how much more hungover we'd be if we didn't steal those cookies
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
I made one of my coworkers cheers to me not being pregnant. I've never talked to him before tonight. Keeping it classy.
I feel like she is getting all kinds of bacterial exposure that may otherwise have been avoided had she been wearing pants
I was originally going to go as fembot from Austin Powers
I wanted to have tiny guns for tits
Dude come to her party. Someone just took a body shot of rubbing alcohol
You haven't lived until you've thrown up naked in a hotel room in Fargo while holding your breasts so they don't touch the toilet bowl.
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