Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
this is something i pride myself on being below average for
So he thinks I sent him a picture of my boob last night, but it was really just a close up of my arm.
We started playin just the tip, then shit got crazy
Dont make this weird.... I was wondering if I could paper mache a few of your dildos this weekend?
I'm tired and starving, and I'm pretty sure I just cost the company 33,000 dollars...fuck you and you're "you'll love going to work high" nonsense.
You can't play that off as role play thing. You held my hips and kept yelling "put a baby in me!" That shit ain't cool.
Who knows. Maybe the world would be a better place if more people sent their drug dealers thank you cards.
Lube filled water balloons always make for a good time
All I remember is sitting on your kitchen floor and playing with a banana like it was a viking ship.
I feel like they've probably fucked. Like.. you don't just bring a bitch a Big Mac if you haven't fucked her.
Its safe now. But... Nobody should sleep on my bed tonight.
i'll...probably just offer you drugs?
i'll...probably take them in all honesty
I’m good. I learned that a guy ate the mushrooms that were growing out of his toilet, so there’s that.
She called a 10 year old handsome and we gave her a look that was equal parts confused and “what the hell is wrong with you”
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