I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
I'm not looking forward to the waking up early part. Or actually the wedding part. Or the reception part. But I am looking forward to the meaningless sex with some random guy I meet at the reception part.
My parents showed me my IQ test from fourth grade, I'm shitting on my potential.
it wasn't the penis i had been hoping for.....but i took it regardless.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
You could probably play six degrees of separation of my cock in this city.
I dunno, there's just something so\ncomforting about having his penis in my mouth.
Can we relax the "married man" rule just once?
At one point, the bartender wrote out the words "please kill me" on some receipt paper and slid it across the bar to me.
About to wash down a xan with an iced pumpkin spiced latte from starbs and I feel like I've never lived up to my stereotype so much at one time
That was the best shit ever it was like an exorcism for my colon
I yelled at your uterus for you.
ya well i woke up to my roommate spraying me with windex...
If he doesn’t slap your ass with his drumsticks, then I don’t wanna hear about it.
Unless it has to do with ramen, goldfish, cheese, or rugby, don't talk to me.
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