doesn't he have a GF?
that just means you have to try harder.
i didn't have to try TOO hard, just told him i didn't want to know his name or...
i want to open my blinds to let the sunlight in my room, but i'm afraid my neighbors will be able to see me drinking and judge me
he told me my vagina needed a tic tac
i dont mean to point any fingers but there is a lot of urine in the kitchen
at least he left the skimmer on the side of the pool so i could fish out my thong in the morning
This morning I proved to myself and all the kids on the playground that I can't puke and drive.
Apparently she doesn't appreciate the significance of eskimo sisterhood as much as I do.
I walked out of the store holding my face and a lady pulled her daughter away from me as I then threwup in the parking lot
I can HEAR him staring at your boobs.
Sidenote: do you recall your "give me the d" chant
I feel I must have sex with him first to fully decide where my vagina belongs.
He finally delivered on the dick pic, and Jesus Christ, it was worth the wait.
I need to get off of her emotional roller coaster. I've been on it for a fucking year and I've been throwing up the entire time.
Dude. I need you to practice dancing around in your banana hamock. Party boy style. I'll call later with details.
but next to his bed he has a bible, and on the bible he has a pbr coaster and a condom. how can i stay mad at that? Its amazing.
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