My whole home page is your drunken face booking, congrats.
try this...when you orgasm scream his address including city state and zip...
I probably wouldn't hook up with him if I had to deal with more than his penis. i think cumulatively we are up to a minute of actual conversation this week.
He came in like 30 seconds. That's how I know he hasn't been cheating on me while I've been gone
I was wondering if I fell or perhaps got hit by a truck, then I remembered, it's cause I did a splits contest at the bar
He's had mdma poured down his throat. He's getting huggy.
Also when they left they could only find one sock between the two of them. Apparently we're like crazy sock ripping vixens when we bring guys home drunk
you left me with this keg alone. this is on your hands
We told you to go get more fire wood and you came running back with a log that was on fire, not drunk at all.
He sent me a picture of his dick earlier so now we can all laugh at him tomorrow
Watching Faye Reagan porn all weekend for St Patty's day. Nothing has ever seemed more appropriate.
Now I'm having a post-sex brownie. Is this the life? I think it might be
Validation I posted a good pic? The lonely fuckboys send out the booty call signal. Of course I answered the call; Gotham needs its hero.
Usually it's tequila, or vodka. But today was just the devil
I'm too pretty to go to jail. Especially in Louisiana.
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