Please dont use Danity Kane lyrics to describe your emotions.
Last night was a blur. All I remember is jizzing in the squeegee bucket at a gas station.
The look on the soccer mom's face was PRICELESS.
Kind of a slow process. Played 9 holes with her yesterday. Wish one of them was hers
So I feel really bad about last night...can i give you a blow job and we call it even?
just because she blew him doesn't mean she knows his name.
I opened my door to go to class and all there was was a raccoon puking on the doorstep. In hindsight, it was a very accurate omen.
I've blown him so many times I feel like I have a better relationship with his dick than I do with him.
Totally just locked myself outside of my house, in my robe, with the fedex man and a box of sex toys. Not my week.
I know I should be focused on nurturing their bright little minds but it's 10 a.m. and I need a cock in my mouth
One of us will probably end up wearing nothing but glow/ neon body paint and a pair of water wings...
And I am in no way ashamed to say that it will most likely be me. I'm hoping for it actually.
Im just using you for your dick and your superb survival skills if needed.
Do you remember trying to make pizzas with the domino workers last night...while trying to speak their language with them.. spanish?
He just ate a tooth whitening strip...
day drinking didnt prepare me for this..
So do you guys remember Danny from Tinder?
Sorry I only remember personality traits, not names.
Randomize
