some guy just pulled a dress out of a fax machine...I have no idea what the hell is going on
Well, I can't relate. I have no idea what it feels like to withhold sex. Or have self-control in general.
Fuck men. I'm going to go eat a package of cookie dough and get fat. I hope I die of salmonella.
It all boils down to, who else do we know that is willing to buy our friendship?
Did you sleep with Connor? And who undressed me? There's a picture of two guys peeing out my bedroom window. What happened?
We attempted to microwave fifteen corndogs in the microwave and may have ruined it. Also there were fake mustaches on all of his appliances...he said he doesn't like drunk me.
I think my staff loses a little bit of respect for me every time you're in town. I may have to puke at work ...again.
Not good... He ate my chips. Thats not a sex analogy for anything. My actual potato chips... gone. I lost on both ends.
IM WEARING A FLAG
So that's a no to the clothes then
FLAG
I didn't think it was possible but he dislocated his thumb during intercourse last night then cried
Don't drink and shop. I went for happy hour and came home with a fog machine. I now have no other choice but to scare the shit out of my neighbors with it.
She doesn't believe I only want to use you for sex. She has a much higher opinion of me than either of us do.
They had an Olympic theme party at her work yesterday. She brought home her fake gold medal and hung it on my cock after she rode me.
The guy at the liqiour store just said "Wow haven't seen you in awhile, is everything okay?"
Its nights like last night that make me want to high five my liver.
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