You are possibly the most enthusiastic, likable bad influence I've ever met.
We walked in and found his glass coffee table broken and you in the bathroom throwing up saying "What a bad first impression."
I'm not trying to go crazy tonight either. I just want to go out, have a few drinks, meet up with my ex-boyfriend and get fingered or something.
They'd unbutton the overalls with their lesbian-tongues. It wouldn't even be a problem.
I'm soaked in beer, and I think blood. Why did we think we could tap a keg with a hammer?
nope, if she's going to skank it up with ginge-a-saurus douche she deserves the silent treatment.
Is it mean to convince my old booty call she used me for sex so I can bang her again before I leave for Denver?
The man who lives downstairs is fluent in Russian, and also a playboy. You should meet.
He's living a porn movie. He's slept with a waitress at her work for lunch, a bar tender at the bar that night, and the cleaning lady the next morning.
He said he wanted to "superfuck" me
Does he wear a cape??
I am the murdurer of this scooby doo episode
My frontal lobe is being piloted by Jack Daniels right now.
I have need of you to return home with haste, as I require the magical capsules you possess to relieve the posterior pain I am living. I battle this demon with stubborn grit, however I feel that defeat is on the horizon.
We're friends with benifits... The benifits being I'm fucking her boyfriend
I was totally going to fuck him and then his friend walked in brushing his teeth, whipped down his pants and started doing the windmill. Ultimate cock block
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