you're like the ceasar milan of boners... you understand them on a different level.
his roommates stood outside the locked door reading bible verses to us the whole time...
shut up. I wear heels bigger than your dick
So the stripper who poured a beer on my head also gives great head. Even she doesn't know why she went home with me. No more mystery shot challenges.
At what point in my life did a night that has strippers, belly dancers, tequila and a midget become "average"?
How do you say "get out of my apartment" in Spanish. No time to explain, just tell me.
Watching him and my sister argue over a rum and coke about who's going to chop the coffee table in half with a hatchet...
When i left he was drinking an entire pot of coffee out of the pot with a straw. It's safe to say he's using a personal day
Yea. I feel great. My life is great. My job isn't as shitty. And my daddy loves me. I love strip clubs. Great self esteem boost.
don't judge my taste in strippers
I'M OFFICIATING THIS WEDDING. HOLY SHIT.
I just chased my hot mailman down the street to ask him out and now I am 98% positive he gave me a fake number.
Sooo i'm debating posing nude for the drawing and painting classes, I just wanna see if they draw my nip ring.
Let's just say when I woke up I was still drunk. My hangover hit me around noon so I chilled w my dad and took a bath and shower at the same time. You just can't do that at college
Then it hit me - his penis wasn't a shiny new toy anymore and I wanted a new one.
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