We're facebook friends in real life
i just google imaged poop.
Well you broke that rule when you put it in your mouth.
Well hey if hot cowboys are involved then all bets are off.
I am not one to point fingers but since it says your name "wuz here" next to the dick drawn on my stomach I am holding you personally responsible.
He was going down on me and raised up for a minute, slipped and punched me in the face. My lady boner left immediately.
You had me sold at "fucking you down the slide"
What time did you start drinking?
Maybe.
Maybe isn't a time...
Hardest I think I've ever had to work for a shack. Whatevs. Still gonna get my way though. I'll start respecting myself on Monday
Something about being drunk at 1pm chasing seagulls on the beach while it's raining is very calming
Well i would have gone to the bar but Satan decided to hold his rituals in my uterus.
Go to the bar. Find a girl. Ask if she can cook. Tell her you have a guitar at home. Ask her if she wants to see it. Bring her home. Sleep with her. Tell her it's your birthday in the morning. Enjoy your made with lust breakfast.
guy at the bar just asked how many cows we have on our land, then proceeds to ask me out. you know your from the country when....
Just whatever you do, don't neglect the balls.
One a scale of one to hella drunk, how gracefully can I make it down those stairs
Randomize
