Dude stop singing. Your life is not an episode of fucking glee
I want someone to please me without me having to show him steps 1 through 5
so we were having anal, both very very drunk when he started shouting his roomates name
We need to get her some penis inspired head protection.
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
I gurantee you I'll be the only one dressed as a giraffe.
He asked me if we could throw a lingerie party together so I guess he's single again
there's a girl in the coffee shop just eating a pint of ben & jerry's
SMART GIRL
I refrained from asking a guy what he spilled on his dick because it smelled good. Morals.
It's called being normal.
Just so you know, a 6'7" tall gay man, with a martini in one hand and a fairy wand in the other, is not a force to be reckoned with...don't ask.
These are your "grown up" slampiece's new hours of operation; please plan accordingly
The man was doing everything in his power to get away from his wife, including go into the gay club.
I've decided that buying my first unused mattress has been my first major step into real adulthood.
Everyone has seen your nipples. It's like asking if they ever walked on grass. You need better hangover questions.
Unless it has to do with ramen, goldfish, cheese, or rugby, don't talk to me.
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