doug butabi!
steve butabi!
hotties wanna shake it
margarita wednesday is really going to dip into new year's eve thursday
She has her iPod in her ears slippers and sweats on and is walking around the house up and down the stairs getting "exercise" she just stopped for a water break
Shit. Come in my room. Bring a trashcan and an icepack
He moved away. I mourned his dick all of Sunday. I feel a little better now.
From the trajectory of the puke, I must have fallen off the top bunk while trying to vomit, due to the dented bucket, ruined carpet, and bruised dignity I now own.
She told me I was lying in front of her toilet for an hour saying "lasers."
We're playing fucking games. GAMES. THIS IS BULL SHIT. IM GOING TO THROW UP ON THE BABIES AND LEAVE.
Bring beers. The password is "I brought beers" but you can't come in if you're a liar
Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face.
On second thought, is it weird that I scheduled a surgery that determines my fertility around lingerie football night? I might have fucked up priorities.
Absolutely not. I would have done the exact same thing.
Dick sucking on arrival? or would you like to cash that in later?
You were drunk enough to sled down a highway off ramp in your pajamas….
How was jagerbomb pong?
It was like communism. Great in theory. Terrible when put into practice
I promised to leave my panties on but I didn't promise to not have sex
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