so all night Ive been that girl with her tits out @ the bar. I mean I dropped jaws, yo. But in a classy way.
I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! Live in the flesh!
She's coming to town, taking me to a Suns Game, wants Anal, and knows we're not going to date, I imagine this is what heaven is like
swears the blind dude on this train is faking. Every day he stumbles and falls into a different girl's lap and then has to grab her tits to steady himself.
Mustard is by no means a replacement for yellow wall paint
I took your shirt off for you after you threw up on yourself, read you the ugly duckling, and then tucked you in. you better fucking love me, jackass.
I can't wait. Forget the royal wedding. This is the most anticipated hookup of 2011.
He got violent drunk so we have to untie him in the morning. He's in your basement and you're out of electrical tape. Don't forget because I will.
You kept whispering "Party Dave" every time someone would start talking.
I didn't ask for a picture of your soft dick.
She's cool and all but if she eats my food again I'm gonna fucking drop kick her ass. No one touches my lunchables. NO ONE.
I don't care if it's 2 inches or 20 I mean dick is dick
i feel like doing his laundry was not included in the job description when we became fuck buddies.
So adding to the list of things my boobs can do, sweeping with a broom is apparently a thing.
And by "sexually intimate," you mean fuck buddies?
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