New thing to add to the list of never wanted to talk about with my grandma: sweating in ur crouch and vag area
all adderall does is make me the grand champion of using wikipedia.
It could have went better. They kicked us out of the casino and I drunkenly whipped her across the face with a fishing pole. Long story.
He managed to get his pants on, so the cop just sat there facing us with his lights shining in the car. I made shadow puppets.
You're doing that 'overestimating how much I care' thing again.
A black suburban rolled up and a scary suited guy got out the passenger side and opened the door for her as she got in. Then drive off. Who did I just fuck?
If we could give a gymnastic score to drunken nights, I would be a part of the Fab Five.
I have walked into stripper central, but I'm on the street at 1:00 in the afternoon
My parents heard us going at it in their tent. I told my mom it must have been a bear looking for food. I don't think she bought it. She deliberately chose this park because bears haven't been sighted here in years.
Now that mom and dad sold the camper, do you think it's okay to talk about all the sex I had in it?
I've been here 20 minutes and a sweaty naked man has kissed me on the cheek.
No it's like. I don't respect you. And I think you're a terrible person but. I still wanna bone it out.
Unless you count my weekly workout where I drink wine, listen to obscure/cheesy records, and pretend I'm a ballerina...no. I don't exercise.
My ex just brought my grandpa weed. Not sure how I feel about this.
I can appreciate that you picked up the hot drummer, but don’t have sex in front of my house lmao
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