No, you can still breathe under the balls.
you should just get pregnant. that way you don't need to decide on a career.
i just told my mom tuesday boozeday rhymes so that she can remember not to text or call me on wednesday mornings
youre going to kill that woman one of these days
We started playin just the tip, then shit got crazy
its not thanksgiving till you and grandpa shotgun beers out in the shed, and lose
I returned her cell phone that I found in the bathroom, I felt the stretcher and the ambulance was enough of a learning experience.
I made him recite stats from the playoffs game last night before I would go down on him.
i swear, as soon as they invent a cure for herpes, he's mine.
He returned my car yesterday. Found a duffel bag with beef jerky, condoms, and a handgun this morning. Slightly concerned
I found him passed out against a dryer in the girls washroom, in front of an old woman was trying to figure out how to dry her hands.
I WANT MY VAGINA TO POUND AT NICE THINGS.
The drunk fake out is her specialty. She'll agree to come with us and two seconds later we check to make sure she's still there and we see her booking it down the hall in the opposite direction.
Some guy I'd never met and didn't invite threw the punch bowl at the wall and set the plastic skeleton on fire. I don't think we'll be getting the full deposit back
Don't mind me, I'm just walking 2 miles across campus with no jacket, covered in highlighter, and carrying a hair extension. Gotta love miami!
You wanna explain to me why there is a banana shoved down my pants?
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