and that's why we call him explosion in my pants. no one remembers his real name.
I'm fascinated by her cleavage. She has deep cleavage, but no obvious boobage to speak of. Check it out.
Apparently I promised a worker at La Siesta free English lessons to make up for vomming all over the little Mariachi band.
He fell asleep and they duct taped him to the floor. He's pissed.
I came home ate all of my roomates poptarts and then vommited on her duvet cover. I don't think today is the day to suggest the whole "sex instead of rent money" idea
I ended up on the roof were calling it a tie
Midnight run for medical supplies ended several hours later with a lapdance to the Braveheart soundtrack.
Check out this gay circle: I've now hooked up with my ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend, and most recently my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend's ex-fling.
I swear some just paged for more cock rings over the intercom.
Some lady just walked up to me in the bar and proclaimed that I looked like a "shady motherfucker." Can't argue with that one.
If we're single and alone together, the fuck angels shall sing upon our nude bodies.
Get the fuck back here. Your brother taped bottle rockets to the front of his scooter and is bombing around screaming, "Rest in peace, Goose!"
Dude I just realized i did a camper walk of shame in front of amish people. I should have asked for cheese and a home made pie to cover it up. Im just lost shopping in amish country nothing to see here
I only know one person in my class and that's my dealer.
well, i found him passed out on a picnic table two miles away with a lit cig in his hand...he had a rough night
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