I like to think it a success when the cops are called
Text. Mid BJ. 8 points.
...So a 6 ft tall drag queen in heels I would kill for just told me I have a dunkable ass. I'm confused...but I'll take any compliment I can.
So I have the hangover from hell, spent all night puking, and there's a septic tank truck parked outside the house literally pumping shit. You win God.
If you like her enough, bring her with. If not, eloquently cunt punt that bitch through the field goals of life.
But he does seem to be getting proper humping etiquette down. So there's progress.
We hit a golf ball off Brady's ass. His dignity flew away into the night.
we're decorating our christmas cookies with birth control. so pretty.
its 2pm. u awake yet?
ill text u back later. still peeling fingernail polish off my face.
I'm so glad we both made out with him though. I feel like that really brought us together
HOW MANY BOYS NOT ONLY APPROVE OF YOUR PLAN TO BECOME POCAHONTAS, BUT WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU DO IT RIGHT? One, the answer is one, and he is the best and if anyone ever tries to steal him I can assure you they will never be heard from again
yeah she's crazy. she fought a possum in my alley because it was "being a cagey little cunt"
Every time our eyes meet, I silently summon him to my vagina.
Listen, I've got balls in my face can I call you back
I know right, I would blow him just for the satisfaction he would taste like vodka
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