Beer is about to convince me to do something really stupid.
He told me I had nice tits + they have a great shape. + then proceeded to flatten my boob + show me what the gross tits he's seen look like.
I almost caused an explosion; It's okay though. because everyone would have died having a good time.
The "don't get cum on anything" rule also applies to my furniture and scarves
That's not technology. Doesn't count.
they have a video of him in his boxers making a snow angel in the hallway is his own vomit and coca cola.
I just love it. It's warm and soft and the rest of the world is so mean. My bed would never be mean to me
is there any kind of "im boning my neighbor and he happens to be a manager at walmart" discount that our new relationship entitles me to??
You merely adopted the alcohol. I was born into it. Molded by it. I didn't see the hang over until I was a man and by then it was only blinding.
Today is an "outside sex" kind of day.
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
You can't honestly expect me to maintain an erection when you have the Glen Beck show on
if i get arrested im counting on you to get a picture of it
I feel like I might be the only person I know who eats bundles of radishes in-between orgasms from their vibrator.
Yupp. He's definitely a screamer.
I'm in the Sheetz parking lot waiting for dad to finish a drug deal.
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