i hate that site..its like every vagina you dont wanna see
if i remember New Year's Eve then there is something seriously wrong.
all i remember is stealing his cheesepuffs and shaving my vagina in the hotel lobby
the elusive kegmastree, who's mystery is only exceeded by it's power
Typical Sunday afternoon purchase of condoms and a helium tank.
If you were wondering whether I accidentally FaceTime called the undergrad who works for me in lab during a particularly graphic blow job last night, then the answer is yes.
He was like an artic tracker. Walked ten paces from the tree, then 15 paces from the mailbox, dug down in the snow, and pulled up the case of beer he hid from his parents out there. It tasted like ice cold success.
It was like the Alcoholic Olympics...double fisting fifths with eight 40s in my backpack...running from the cops in stilettos. I will have bitchin' hamstrings come Monday.
It's like a double rainbow in both sides of the sky mixed with The Jeffersons.
It's kind of awesome I can smoke with my parents and tell them about thetime we used listerine in that bong
I'm not gonna lie. The thing I miss the most about him right now is the air conditioned hotel rooms.
Who doesnt want to be Yoda? I mean seriously, how sweet would that be? Live to 400, not give a shit about love and all that, know fucking mind tricks and smoke awesome swamp weed. I'm down.
He called out my ex's name during sex.
Alex is a pretty common unisex name.
It was the same Alex. I asked.
Are these your boobs on my camera?
He’s only in town today and our afternoon sex sesh kept getting interrupted by the neighbor’s kid yelling and screaming in the pool
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