He wouldnt get hard, then started talking about his ex wife. I literally rolled over and started to cry
I was about to go down on her and her dong flopped out and hit me in the chin. This may have a Nam like post-traumatic-stress-disorder effect on me.
you kept searching pizza on facebook and becoming a fan of each page dedicated to it
I hope whoever gets these locks of love doesn't have a drug test anytime soon
I will never underestimate my ability to drunken ramble. At one point last night i think i was talking about hieroglyphics
I think im drinking tonight later on...which is good cuz i walked pass the liquor aisle the other day and i swear i heard a kid call me a pussy
Yes, that was me on the jumbo tron. No, i don't know why i was hiding.
I'm wearing cowboy boots and showing way too much cleavage to be in a place with no jaeger.
See, not all bad decisions involve my penis.
We're playing fucking games. GAMES. THIS IS BULL SHIT. IM GOING TO THROW UP ON THE BABIES AND LEAVE.
I inspected his penis with a mini flashlight to check for visible stds...he was clean
His lack of social graces and moral fiber complements mine nicely.
He wants me to tell you "my boner misses you"
I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that it may incriminate me
I wanna suck that fisherman's dick.
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