I want to do you till i cant cum anymore. Till all i get is a little flag that says "bang".
you know he's having a sex change. I can't believe you called him "titty man" to his face....
This martini tastes like the bartender stirred it with his foreskin.
its officail im naming my first born child brickbreaker
I just was on a 20min team conference call where I didn't speak, I used a Gus Johnson soundboard online to answer questions asked to me...the highlight of 2010
He kept moaning America instead of Erica while fucking me.
Hes stumbling drunkenly around the streets of New York with a balloon vagina on his head. I'd say hes having a good night.
we found him. outside on the balcony, sitting on a bucket, with his pants off, swearing he was'nt taking a dump
The empty keg landed on my head. It's a good thing we already got shitfaced or i'd be a vegetable and the humor would be completely lost.
Naw. I'm tired and I'd have to shave my legs. I doubt the sex or the company would be worth it.
I also woke up on my floor. Naked. On a pile of clothes. With my head in the trash can. And a sheet over me.
I just bought a 1/4 oz of pot from a coworker who's old enough to be my grandfather...I'm never leaving Portland.
I told him I'd ride his broomstick if he let me call him Harry Potter and drew a lightning bolt on his forehead.
It happend again, swimming on the floor... Vodka is my friend
MY DINNER LAST NIGHT CONSISTED OF SEMEN AND A PROTEIN SHAKE... MY TRAINER WOULD BE PROUD I DIDN'T HAVE CARBS!
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