Sponge bath it is.
All I did today at work was try to remember in vivid detail what your cock looks like.
Just ducktaped my beer to my bike. See you in ten.
What's the point of being healthy if people still don't want to fuck you?
Using his name makes it all too personal. I refuse to get attached to this one. This is all about ass. He doesn't get a name.
Dude this stripper just dry humped the settings off my phone. She earned that dollar
Having to explain to my dad why there are chicken wings to the pool filter, new low.
I fingered myself to realization that I don't need birth control if there is never a guy.
I feel like everyone in class can tell we had a threesome last weekend.
so let me get this straight... she's showing a cameltoe that can be seen from the space station and I'm NOT supposed to stare?
Blizzard, Hour 9: I'm 7 beers deep and have finished Ninja Turtles. I am listening to the NYPD and Nassau Fire Dept pipes and drums and writing new drum scores in my head, which I may or may not remember tomorrow
I can't trust your balls anymore.
Dad literally changed the channel from an episode of Big Bang Theory to another episode of Big Bang Theory. That's why I hate this show.
Is there any chance of you maybe wanting a bouncy house at your wedding. Like maybe a .0001 chance. If so I would totally chip in for that.
Eventually the conversation shifted (as it always does) to Sex toys.
Randomize
