Whatever it was. it was pregnant.
hahhahahha. mid doggie-style, i faked an asthma attack. the sex was that bad
I don't want to eat him, he probably tastes terrible.
The drunken tricycle race really added some class to the Tour de Franzia. Until everyone wiped out and started puking.
Due to our sore throats we are now doing bong hits with cranberry juice to sooth it.
Ya, because touching his brother's face for 20 minutes in front of him wasn't bad enough, I also threw up in his garden and stole like 10 of his shirts before I left. But I fed his dog, so it's okay.
Thanks man, but unless some hot chick comes in to work with a case of beer and offers me a head job, I'm pretty much screwed for New Years
It feels like I'm breathing out my heart and it spreads through my limbs to my fingertips.
It's amazing how not interested in talking to him I am since I've decided that he probably has chlamydia.
No. Dude. I didn't knoe it eas floibg to move. It's slepprru ixuy!
I just watched two grown men tickle-fight. Just glorious. No words.
I feel badly that he has cancer, but this does not mean I am obligated to have sex with him. Again.
You slept on a pillow of digiorno
IT WAS JUST SO LITTLE AND AWKWARDLY FLOPPING BACK AND FORTH
on one hand I spent like $120 last night..on the other that was the best sex of my life
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