I am in a vortex of obligation.
There's a "art of the blow job" class in the city. We should go
Baby, I'm all set with that. That would be like trying to teach bruce lee how to kick someone in the head
her nose should be used as a dorsal fin
Dude it was weird. The strippers vagina tasted kind of like your mother's.
i dont understand why you dont get why i love him. i opened the bathroom door and he had his penis in his right hand and a mcdouble in his left.
Please tell me nicole sent the picture of the ejaculating penis to you too, otherwise I'll feel really awkward
IDK who she called, but some guy came into the party, flying drop kicked Joe said never again. She has to invite him around again.
WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE CONCERNED ABOUT THE SEAGULL IN THE OVEN
No, this place just freaks me out. Like I feel like ill get pregnant just being here. And all those pregnant bellies. It's weird.
We need to do something soon. I need like 4,000 beers and a cigarette.
C'mon. I'm still an alcoholic at heart, regardless of its broken or not
I wore pigtails while I was having sex with that 22 year old just to make him feel like a pedophile.
When he opened the car door the whole thing fell off. Even that can be forgiven via his monster cock.
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
I'm trying to imagine how upset he was when he realized that he had been cockblocked by a picture of a sloth and I am drawing indescribable pleasure from it.
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