we are cooking lunchables pizzas on a fire pit.
My psychiatrist is "consulting" others. I am high-achieving nuts.
She's "scared" of blowjobs, so she just played with it for a while.
I walked in and she was doing shots, betting the managers if any of the customers would notice, and screaming that nothing would ruin her Saturday night. Say what you want, I like working with my sister.
Why is there blood and lettuce everywhere?
i can't understand anything he's saying. But he spells alcohol right everytime so i deciphered it.
They seemed upset when they walked out and saw a penis in a mouth
He seems to have a lot of things figured out and most of the answers involve bourbon
Send help, water and tortillas.
I think he's holding my wallet hostage because I puked in his car. It's not my fault he has child locks on his windows..
so as he was cumming he sort of growled with one eye squinted... for a moment there I thought I was fucking Popeye
Is that a question you really want to ask or do you just want to tell you that I can't walk without feeling like my legs are collapsing underneath me
"Yeah because the first thing I think of when I hear the word college is tear gas."
Rome wasn't built in a day - my bedroom skills weren't obtained in some boring monogamous relationship. Same thing. Right?
I tried to help you up but you said "let me dance it off"
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