Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
What I lack in compassion I make up for in lack of compassion
I've never seen the starbucks guy more terrified than when you dove out the car window after your credit card
I saw him on the jumbotron, its like god doesnt want me to forget his tiny penis
I'm sorry I can't get drinks with you. I have to make sure my dad doesn't go to jail.
Just sharpening my eyeliner with a butterfly knife. You know. Typical weekday morning.
Sorry I couldn't reference you in my facebook quote. I will redirect any likes and comments straight to my blowjob efforts this week.
What!? It's 7:30am on gameday. This keg is not going to drink itself.
In other news, I'm pretty sure my mom was encouraging me to have a threesome yesterday... I don't even want to start digging in that garden of horror and trauma.
I'm just a little concerned for your well being... and your penis too I suppose.
I feel like my vagina was punched by chuck Norris, a Brazilian chuck Norris.
I saw a spider on my bed and my first reaction was to throw my weed bag to safety
I finally broke my dry spell. I did it. D-do-da-Dora.
I had to switch coats with someone at work because you can see the giant sex choke bruise on my neck. Being kinky is hard.
Yoooooo, the fat magician married the chick I dumped a beer on after I got pissed he was flirting with her in front of me
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