Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
You and your empty threats of no sex. Like.u.cud.hold.out.
i find it a beautiful talent that i know how much pubic hair the girl in the next stall has just from the sound of her urine
just passed a tour group on my way home. the guide actually said: 'and THAT kids is whats known as the walk of shame'
He was crying to my sister about feeling like a bad person. Then he groped my breasts.
I'm about to tackle a 10 year old off a sea doo
You think posting ushers "let it burn" video on his fb page is in bad taste? haha
FYI, Sammie and I made the executive decision that we're getting a pet octopus and keeping it in the ballpit. Just thought you should know.
He also gave me two gold stars for sex. On my nipples.
I threw up in a Buffalo Wild Wings and then got a high-five. I really don't understand America
All my friends are getting into relationships and going through breakups and I'm having Plan Bs and crunch wraps for dinner.
I have successfully trained your dog to bring me pudding cups!
You know I was thinking and I've never seen a penis in a whirlpool before
can you bring the lube to algebra tomorrow
Social anxiety problems: I just had to get up and change stalls mid-poop because someone sat down in the one next to mine.
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