ill give you a foot job if you come over before 4
Played the LOTR drinking game last night. Ended up in boxers running thru the lot at ross's place screaming "for frodo"
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
He's paying me $45 to clean his room and $55 if i find the oxy that he lost.
you just kept yelling NO BUENO SENOR at the cashier and throwing coins at him, of course you were going to get kicked out of the grocery store
and PS, please don't fuck in the corn maze, k?
So, since you're now a four night stand, I feel comfortable asking: Did I leave my sunglasses at your house? Or my underwear?
When i'm home next we need to get baked and go to waffle house. I want to see if the waitress can still guess my intoxication level and what i'm about to order before i even make it to the table.
First of all you can never say anal too much. Second I now think you're a total gentleman.
Rarely has that paragraph ever been put together
I just compared his sexting to a plate of spaghetti. And he STILL wants to sleep with me.
I called you a cum goblin in my voicemail. I stand by it.
Really though. It's your life, live it how you want
And I do mostly. Which is why I'm now drunk in my room writing erotica
Ok sry I left that ambiguous......did you want contact solution or fellatio?
He was awesome with her today. I can't say that it didn't make my Fallopian tubes sing "The Hills Are Alive."
I was trying to get nudes from last night and ended up getting a family portrait!
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