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
I drove to Chevron at noon and the Hatian lady goes "Oh, nothing to drink yet white boy?"
The pick up line I used was "Grab my sack, you'll be back." Then I winked at her.
i'm behind the bar giving him a hand job. i need stuff to make my foot stop itching.
okay, this is where i needed to clarify that i was kidding before when i said that jizz helps mosquito bites. but let me know how that goes. for future reference.
The only thing I remember is doing a toddlers and tiaras dance routine onstage. I fucking CURTSIED.
OMG stop. Pretty feet? Sparkle baby!
Just so you know, a 6'7" tall gay man, with a martini in one hand and a fairy wand in the other, is not a force to be reckoned with...don't ask.
So... crashing at the hot bartender's place is not a solid marital decision.
We've given up. My vagina is tired of constant lonely nights and disappointments. This is our retirement.
Okay, so when I go to meet your grandma, let's do a quick cum check to we don't have another "what's that on your face?" situation.
I think it's time to give up this life and become vikings. You in?
Pants are for mortals
I was so high I could TASTE the fillings in my teeth
What can i say, my face is nice and my body is just unreal. And my beer pouring/stealing is incredible \n
Thinking and hoping ice cream is the answer to my problems
I just bought a mini nerf gun so he could make a bowl out of it, I deserve the fuck buddy of the year award!
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