Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
On blowjobs: "If you decide to go there, you finish the job. No complaining." I don't care if it sounds like she's talking about Iraq, I'm in love.
im pretty sure one of the guys i was dancing with at graffiti wrote on my back "you rock". now feel like a danced with a 5 year old.
She's doing shots in her underwear, a fur hat and mittens. I'm never coming home.
You'd be proud of me. They tried to give me bread to sober up, but I told them no, im on a diet.
Not going outside. I may melt into a puddle of wine
Im down. Even tho your nick name intimidates my vagina.
She kept crying and asking why I couldn't look more like Dennis quaid.
Just think Febushuary. A whole month of 70's esque bush! This is the dream
Ahh good point. I got some interesting mental pics and I'm slowly entering a "fuck it, lets do weird shit" phase sexually, but you may have already figured that out since I've been fucking you sideways and upside down a lot lately.
I just hit your bf in the face with a mustard bottle and the guy at the table next to us bowed down to me.
My vagina needs a break, I had to ice it with a beer bottle last night.
In honor of Randy Savage we're wearing spandex and handing out slim jim's with option to suplex. Get behind it
She's got a shotglass necklace, running down the street asking people to "fill her up". Get here.
I could hear it slapping against his thighs under the robe!!!!!!!!! You are a lucky girl!
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