God dammit. Now I'm pissed at Arizona, while feeling bad for my poor, poor penis.
my dad just walked in on my jacking off and all he had to say was "I thought you were bigger than that".... thanks dad.
he used his one phone call on me and it said "you have a collect call from- LETS GET IT- at the montgomery county jail".
The timing couldn't have been better if I planned it. His mom walked away, I vomited in their mulch, and then his mom came back and offered me bread.
Dude just walked down the street literally wearing nothing but a small box around his waist carrying a case of beer. I want to live here for the rest of my life.
Sitting here reading the internet and all i have to show for this summer is a shitty tan and the possible case of clamidia.
Oh yea... In other news I've decided to get an external hard drive and start getting music from all the guys I'm fucking... Do you think a terabyte would be enough storage space?
He called himself Jesus all night but I'm not sure if that's his real name or not
I just want to have normal problems like what kind of puppy to get, or should I pay a hooker to fuck Scott, or even a dilemma about fucking Twizzlers. I don't know.
also, am i correct in guessing that advertising the size of my hypothetical penis is a turnoff to him?
I have so many feelings about this burrito
So basically I really like drugs AND banging cops and it's starting to get complicated
I'm just hitting the tip of the iceberg on accents for this trip...so basically my panties are done for.
I got a gay guy to motorboat me. These tits could change the world, I'm telling you.
Your ex spoke highly of your penis and it’s skill. I’m interested in learning more about it ;-)
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