so after he got his stomach pumped, he asked for a smoking room.
yeah i fucked her in the storage room on the inflatable mattress. i don't know if i should feel proud for me or bad for her.
Either way, he made a blog for his cat.
I woke up this morning peeing out bubbles . I smell like baby wash . What the hell happened .
I should have known I was in trouble when you started pouring shots all over me
high as fuck. watching parent trap with my mom. keep missing my mouth.
WHAT DID YOU SAW VERBATIM. VERBATIM IS SOBER FOR WORD FOR WORD
he also bled all over my floor. unrelated to cats but true nonetheless.
You were stoned out of your mind. We were eating cold cuts and you wouldn't shut up about how it was the wettest meat you'd ever felt in your life.
He had a joint rolled for us when he picked me up. It's how ASU does romance
The last thing I remember is singing hotel California with a hobo and asking every bald man I saw if I could touch his head.
For a second I thought I had fallen asleep on the floor and freaked out. Then I thought somehow I was on drugs. This is my life.
Can someone explain to me why guys are so fascinated w their dicks that they feel like they'll die if they don't send unsolicited dick pics
I dont understand why so many people are content staying in and avoiding alcohol and sex
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