At Bonnaroo. Just saw a couple emerge from a port-a-potty. Romantic?
If it makes you feel any better I'm plucking my mustahce and drinking. Alone.
you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing 'follow the yellowbrick road'. i'm pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted
So guess who had sex in a Ghostbusters sleeping bag.
i flashed his best friends last night
you always were good at making good first impressions
He's tryingto open a beer with a Police baton. Cut him off or see where this leads?
You're getting spoiled, you better send me at least a side boob pic if you wanna see my dick dressed up as Davie Crockett.
The boat wouldn't start, so we brought it back to her house and we've been sitting in it in her driveway for the past 5 hours drinking beer and yelling at peoplee.
I'm using the bullet from my cock ring to massage out my tmj lock jaw from giving too much head.
I feel like this has turned into my work. But if I get paid sitting under a desk, that's perfectly fine with me.
I distinctly remember calling the anesthesiologist a "sneaky little bastard" directly to his face
Her boobs take up a lot of room so God had to skimp on the brains
either i huffed spraypaint or ate out that makeup artist. you decide.
Dude, we got to the strip club as they were closing, and you starting crying because, and I quote, "This is the closest to birthday sex I'm gonna get."
The convent might be a nice break from real life
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