Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
people would bow to what i just did to her vagina
no homo or anything but the way you were dancing with that girl gave me a boner
drunk doesn't even begin to explain it. dude called him and said to bring you back because he'd already called dibs.
Lots of explosions. Minor nudity. Full penetration and lots of tuxedos.
our night together was a product of my beer goggles and jennifer aniston-like desperation.
You may see me on espn tomorrow drunk, half naked, and selling articles of clothing to rich cougars like i did last year, but i will NOT be drinking shitty beer
he puked in my glove box, looked up at me and said "There's not much to say"
he needs to hurry and make his mind up... i mean i can't keep getting peed on by a guy who isn't even my boyfriend
What an age we live in that I can try to pick up a guy by using my phone while I'm taking a shit at work.
So note to self oboe reeds soaked in Apple Rubinoff sound GREAT.
also I was promised more toga parties by popular media
Just an FYI you do have to wear pants to lunch
He told me that after two hours of fucking he feels as though his dick wants to detach from his body and go to Mexico..
Some days, I wish I could get a hug from a furry muppet
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