why didn't you poke me back
Think about all of the events that have led to this: me sitting in the back of my classroom drinking beer out of a taco bell cup, telling the teacher I have to leave early to go to an AA meeting.
I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
i wanted to sleep on a waterbed so i filled up my bathtub so i could fall asleep in it...
well after he sqeezed a zit off his forearm i got the hell outta there
I was doing the dishes wondering what was with all the tiny little cups, but then I remembered that some people drink things other than huge mixed drinks and big cups of water the next day.
When i asked him what happened all he said was, the toucan... the toucan... over and over again.
We could make it a date. Dinner and a show. The show being my nipples getting pierced.
She told me to stuff her like a turkey. She actually yelled happy thanksgiving.
I keep calling his kid the wring name. This is not helping my cause. And by cause mean his dick
I just picked up a hitchhiker so karma will be on our side this weekend. Hahahahahaha
No.
Is it weird that I want to have sex wearing my glasses and lab coat while having an actual scientific discussion?
a homeless man let us know that my friend was asleep in the bushes outside my house on main street. So just a small get together.
Know we haven't talked but having an orgy party on the 20th if you're interested. If not, disregard this text.
Who is this?
Legit sprained my cooter. No joke. Icing her down as we speak.
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