what if the hokey pokey really is what its all about?
This is so stupid. Now I have to call the party planner and tell her that the break up party is off. They decided to get back together.
I was in the shower, he came in, had me give him a blow job, and left. I'm pretty sure I was just booty called. While taking a shower.
I'm a big fan of your penis but I will not sit through an animated movie dedicated to it.
Dude, I fucked her last night with nothing but my bandana on. Like straight Indian chief style.
No hurry on coming over. My body currently wants everything on the inside to be on the outside. But really. Don't hurry.
They took my balls.
Well I can't go home with anyone tonight bc I stuffed my bra
Apparently when it was last call I jumped up on the bar and told everyone to get the fuck out, which was immediately followed by a round of applause from the bouncers/bartenders and my tab getting paid as well.
Evvvvvveryone knows we hooked up in the DJ booth. People call it the BJ booth now. I've created a legacy
Eating a TV dinner and watching Goosebumps on Netflix, the sad, sad title of my autobiography.
If I had a dollar for every straight boy that questioned their sexuality because of me, I would live a comfortable middle-class life.
I cut him off because he was changing my thermostat every time he came over
You made the right decision
The party pretty much ended once she shit on the couch
I have cats now. Five of them.
Have you considered starting a global domination firm?
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