I wonder how skeet ulrich feels about the skeet skeet phrase and and what it denotes.
On my way, I hope you have alcohol for me to blame stuff on...
We're sending your burrito through the mail slot.
As long as there aren't any pictures of me humping the penguin, we are good,
Taped crackers to the wall. Sat I'n the dryer. Bobby had to pull me out by my hair. No more.
The usual, bring face make up, I have a weird gash on my nose, probably from my one night stand
What if this is the rest of my life? Sitting at the bar waiting for someone to play Single Ladies
They evidently had to pull his penis out of me while we were passed out on the floor.
I thought it was a myth but I have just reached the age of sitting on my balls. Not a fan.
Just come get me. Somewhere there's hobo that's going to want his dumpster back, and I kinda want to be gone when he discovers the vomit.
I am googling "notable people who had syphilis"
Burnt food and a broken vibrator. Disappointment after disappointment. Is April a man?
I think I just shit out all my problems.
After we fucked we sat in bed and watched Charlie St. Cloud and he fed me ice cream. It was probably the most romantic thing I've ever done.
I've started recycling nudes. Why should I take new pictures for every single man?
Randomize
