I don't know if it was the room or her, but as soon as the pants came off, it smelt like a locker room and old man farts.
I was cut off by 8, I need to rethink this breakup therapy strategy
you looked at me, pointed to a car and silently said "the elephant parks here".
I'm ultimately at thr Shariton to drink and ppssibly puke on fancy shit. Thats my story and Im sticking to it.
It's all good. Going back to my room to try and air out my balls.
So I found a skull ring inside me this morning. I'm assuming its yours, so I'll leave it in my mailbox for you - it looks expensive.
He used the panoramic camera on his iPhone to take a picture of his dick. And it actually filled it. Pretty sure I just came.
I never notice how majestic and beautiful my cat is unless I'm blazed
Care to explain the single rose and the package of "Cowboy Moustaches" I found on the porch?
I mean I puked all over three separate towns last night and I still think you're the one who should reevaluate their life.
I feel as if I need Plan B just being in the same room as them for more than 5 minutes.
my nose is crying tears of wow.
I called 911 when they kicked me out of the bar last night.
I'm going to become fluent in fucking Belgian boys
I don't know whether to cheer for the free bourbon, or cry from the screaming children.
Randomize
