so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
blow job with a beer in the shower, I just created the ultimate day spa for dudes
they duct taped my keg cup to my hand with my sister's phone number on it. I should be ok tonight.
All I know is I woke up next to her beside the toilet
Why does he only make me orgasm when I'm about to break up with him?
On an unrelated note: I'm also a big advocate of the "never waste a boner" theory.
they bet me shots that I couldn't give people piggyback rides around the club just cause I'm 125lbs and a girl...I had a line forming after the third guy.
Saw on the news tonight that Hamilton county's syphilis rate is 9x the national average...use protection!
Thanks, mom.
You just handed me your ATM card and wrote your PIN number on a dollar bill and said "for bail money."
I'm sexting at the thanksgiving dinner table...this is a new holiday tradition.
We used a snorkel as a funnel. Can you say desperate?
If God invented something better than rough, drunken, lesbian sex he kept that shit to himself.
Who knew that the guy I fucked on your front lawn during welcome week freshman year would turn out to be my husband
I'm pretty sure our sex is better than most foods and that says a lot too bc I really like food
The comfort of this onesie is keeping me single
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