I'm on that like soy sauce on rice
the only thing i knew about you is that u dated jordan and were potentially interested in a threesome
well we can cross tagging a chick in a movie theatre off the list of things to do before we die
oh great. the only prospects for sex left for the night are douchebag in the ed hardy shirt & frodo-looking ass
fuck it... i'll be the lord of his rings
they started playing Don't Stop Believin' and you had a melt down because it wasnt the Glee version
good thing vaginas are great cup holders
dunno man, last I saw him he bet me he could eat more ranch the me, then ran off
she worked me into her spring break cardio plan. im mondays and wednesdays.
Dont tell her I prefer to have an aura of mystique surronding me and my penis.
I dont know. Theres no way you can be ready for the sex hurricane that will consume you.
From now on, you must never doubt my ability to go from drunken rambling lovesick girl to Stepford wife within the course of a few hours.
I just want to have beer shits in my own bathroom. Is that too much to ask for?
I'm more worried that you thought licking a pole on Bourbon street would turn me on
You have not lived until you've had your brains fucked out on a broken down Tunnel of Love ride. Life is good.
Tomorrow we start training our livers for St.Patrick's day. May God be with us.
Randomize
