what is it about summer that misdirects my moral compass so much?
You were so drunk last night you thought you force pushed the automatic door open.
Update: Discussing lingerie with my father. He likes sheer black things. Not into the colorful stuff I wear.
I don't believe these are real court rooms. They look absolutely nothing like law and order.
She was that classic mixture between "Hell no" and "Why the fuck not."
From what I hear, her blowjob factory was runninng at full capacity this weekend.
I am way too attached to fictional lesbians.
Finally hooked up w/ that yoga instructor chick. Got a little more than I expected. Like a full on bush more than I expected. How do you tell a girl that her bush scares you?
He just kept repeating "not with an octopus" over and over for hours. Soooooo Porn Dare was a succes.
All I remember is sitting on your kitchen floor and playing with a banana like it was a viking ship.
Twist to Josh's story, he had a gyro in his hand and never dropped it even after he got knocked the fuck out
And then he dove into my vagina like scrooge mcduck into a room of gold
This morning I found four opened yet full beers on my desk and my towel rack pulled off the wall and in bed with me
I'm trying to find a fanny pack so I can bring pizza on my run
I hate how she's getting mean with age
Meh, you can't hate. That's our basic life goal and you know it.
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