then you put baby powder on the bottom of your feet and walked to your room so "ladies would follow the footprints"
I just want to jump into a ballpool of dicks now.
I dont know how to respond to your rave picture. I mean yeah, he's hot, but it just seems wrong to be like "Please tell me you fucked that guy with the pacifier!"
I apparently used the line "I'm a bouncer too so i would know if I were too drunk" then they asked me to leave.
So what exactly does one do when my driver gets a DUI and is now arrested and I'm still hiding in the trunk?
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
Matt's offering to breast feed it.
dude ur drinkin a beer not ta capri sun. lose the straw
He interrupted me giving him head to ask if I were hungry, because he wanted to eat pizza. Wtf.
Cocaine and dance dance revolution for 4 hours. I consider last night a success.
There's a dryer on fire at the laundromat, and everyone's just standing around taking pictures. Except me. I'm texting.
And then you screamed, "I JUST WANNA POUR MAPLE SYRUP ALL OVER HIM AND RAVISH HIS BODY!!"
The magnum condom fits. I feel like a manly version of cinderella
i feel like doing his laundry was not included in the job description when we became fuck buddies.
You should of known that i was high if i refer to myself as melting into anything
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