I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
hell yes lets make some ravioli
I just want to get to the point in our relationship where I can get on top of her and fart and we can both laugh...not just me.
it's like god just wants me to be high for five days in a row. keep the blizzards coming.
Come downstairs. Moms serving wine for breakfast again.
I found him in the livingroom trying to soak up broken glass with the clock from the kitchen.
He's 11. You dont draw dicks on 11 year olds, i dont care if he ate your lasagna
I have to fuck proof my bed. It was in the middle of the room this time.
yep. it's official. for $40 they will let you lick the stripper pole.
I guess my vagina missed him because it called and left a 5 min. message. Color me impressed
Lusting after Beyonce when you're a lesbian is like having a crush on Jesus. You just don't do it.
Dude, you kicked in the door to get to a six-person orgy while yelling "I JUST WANT TO LEARN!!"
That moment when you sit down to shit and someone is watching porn on the other side of the wall.
You can either drink his whiskey or be a bitch. Doing both is just mean.
And somehow i feel like your expectations will turn out to be illegal in some way.
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