So this girl in my math class just went to the bathroom, tampon in hand, comes back with it still in her hand starts digging around in her purse, takes her thing of birthcontrol out, goes oh fuck, and downs the rest of the pills. Got to love college.
the 3rd commandment: and god said, if you buy a handle.. you must finish it.
We glued Jenga blocks together, called it "magic blocks" and sold it to the stoners for $50 and a bottle of Henny
Whatever. I indirectly made you cum overseas. Call it even.
If you wondered to yourself today, "did Sarah break her bathing suit strap and flash a pool full of children," the answer is yes.
At some point, it turned less into sparring and more into tough guy dry humping.
I still feel like a bad person. A shoulder to cry on became a dick to suck.
him and the cab driver we buy e from got into a fist fight, about which show is better, futurama or family guy.
Its like I've been given a sexual blank check.
I can't sleep. Send Llama pictures.
I can't hang out with this penis. I'll start thinking I like the person it belongs to.
Moms love me. I'm the reminder that they need to turn safe search on.
You showed me your butthole that's like a mating call in other species
she crawled a good forty meters just to whisper in my ear... "dildon't"
Let me call you later. I’m lining up some office dick now that working at home is ending
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