508, what difference does it make? You were alone, anyway.
I just gave my patient permission to swallow while pregnant. She was so embarrassed to ask...but her bf was really happy with the answer.
i called him pencil dick in front of over half of his fraternity brothers...
...never gotten so many high fives in my life! fuck ya i win!
Also, the zoloft kicked in and I can't get an erection anymore. So I'm depressed.
even the AIR tastes like tequila.
I woke up to him drunk-t-bagging me, saying "huevos rancheros" were being served for breakfast.
I can't believe they didnt cut us off after we all hugged each other and started singing "were the 3 best friends that anybody could have" RIGHT IN FRONT of the bar and bartender...
Close. The correct answer is shitting in a public toilet. We also would have accepted the pit of despair.
No seriously stop! I feel bad for him. It isn't even big enough to make fun of. It's so small that it's like a disability.
On Wednesday I'm putting wine in a water bottle and crashing Margaret thatchers funeral
Well, you were never considered a shining example of sobriety anyway
I think I swiped left on my soulmate
I'd climb him like a horny MILF spider monkey.
It was a glorious ass. He has amazing hands. I want to fuck him until he can't do math anymore.
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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