Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
last night you decided it was time to "get organized" and "straighten out your life." You pulled out a bag of troll dolls, sorted through them and got nostalgic. You demanded both andy and i take one and keep it forever.
this dieting is killing me...just started drooling watching a dog food commercial
so basically i'm the" little sister", he's the "big brother" and we just fucked
I'm starting to have hip problems from having my legs spread too often.
Maybe we could get a groupon for vasectomy. I'm game.
I can officially say I had a blunt rolled on my ass
I miss the "How many Grindr hits can I get while performing in an elementary school?" game.
I asked this couple what they would like to drink and they leaned toward me eagerly and asked if we still have THE root beer ... Idk if this is code for please add cocaine to my drink
I think if I send him enough nudes, he will buy my plane ticket.
He lit a shoe on fire and tried putting it out by peeing on it
Great... now even my dreams are making fun of me
Its one of those days... someone might die
Would a picture of my dick help?
operation Bang Australian Boy = oh so successful
the raccoons are back...
Randomize
