yeah. and then it was like the room of requirement. the elevator just opened for our threesome.
so today I found out that she used to be a he....
are you gonna get a divorce?
I don't understand why we need a holiday to become more aware of boobs...
i'm at the point now where i want him to say anything. even an apology for his boomerang-shaped penis would be nicer than no comment.
our night together was a product of my beer goggles and jennifer aniston-like desperation.
her cat was choking so she kept trying to stick her finger in her cat's mouth while saying "it's okay kitty, just do what mommy does"
Even his old football coach jokes about how big it is. I don't want to be alone in a room with him and that monster.
Yes perhaps we are both wrong. And did you call me bj girl?
We were in the shower and he sat down an wouldn't do anything. I'm so glad he manscapes. It made washing his balls less awkward.
I'm a lady, I can't pee on the ceiling. Even I don't have that power.
Having him as a wingman is like telling the girl you already have aids
This is not 2004 anymore. It's not acceptable to get fingered while watching 'Ferngully' in a basement full of your friends.
How do I tell my hairdresser I want a hair style I saw in a porn video?
I am listening to my ipod while i puke, this is most entertaining hangover i have ever had.
raging hangover at work with a lunchable dreaming of the sex ill never have. my life is perfect.
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