My brain says no but my pants say off.
NO FUCKING WAY. PLEASE MAKE HER IMPLANT THAT POOR KID INTO A RESPONSIBLE UTERUS.
Yeah.. he went to Tebow in the middle of the crosswalk and got hit by a cab... The yellow ones really don't stop
He said, "cum on daddy's dick!" ... I pictured my dad. That just scarred me for life.
Why yes. I did get laid looking like that. My sheets look like there was a clown orgy
Well we did eat French fries lady-and-the-tramp style last night...
i refuse to give everyone the satisfaction of seeing the results of my acting on my thoughts
I've found my soulmate with the cardboard Dos Equis man.
I vaguely remember a drunken mid sex pinky promise to not let it get weird.
lost my vibrator and now I have to masturbate manually. The struggle is fucking real.
If anyone needs me I'll be in the bathtub, eating fast food and shooting straight vodka while I seriously evaluate my life choices and cry.
I'll do whatever I want when I'm 80.
If you are still alive at 80 I demand a medical explanation.
Where am I? And why the fuck did you leave me here?
Relax. I left you somewhere safe plus you have all my weed so you know I will come back for you.
I refuse to fake an orgasm. If I'm dating him, he better work for that shit.
Most people that see those numbers aren't going to realize what they mean and those that do will think 'oh those must be her favorite hockey players' and not 'oh she wants to see those hockey players fuck each other'.
Randomize
