i'm home, then i'll come over
ightttt gangstaaaaaaaaaaaa
nvm.
I've decided to film a documentary centered around how he manages to keep that beast caged in such tight pants
bought some hannah montana deodorant. hope it doesnt make me smell untalented
A relator touring our house this week saw the picture in our bathroom of steven passed out, yellow faced, with BALLS on his forehead, and had to ask "if that kid was alive or dead".
I dont think that drinking by ourselves on a saturday night counts as being "fun alcoholics"
searching my car for your cum before I have to give my grandma a ride to the airport. Thanks for this
its 4am and she invited me over to split a 'romantic bowl of frosted flakes'...really dude?...what do you think she's trying to say?...she better not be kidding about the frosted flakes though.
Look on the bright side. Now you know the number for poison control.
the most romantic thing he could do for me right now would be to throw himself into traffic
Hello. You don't know me, but word on the street is that we are now eskimo sisters. I feel like we should go out for coffee and compare experiences.
He referred to our sex as being similar to "Two cheetahs cage fighting" and I have to agree.
I lost all of my bathing suit tops.. This is both a success and a failure
I just want him to make us coffee. And whack off into the sunset
I didn't realize how hungover I was until I fell asleep in my math lecture, and woke up I'm my history class. How is got there still remains a mystery...
She is still drunk from the night before, sitting here eating KFC mashed potatoes and drinking Arbor Mist before Anatomy lab.
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