You don't understand, Single Ladies is like the Don't Stop Believing of the gay community.
I should have been more specific when I asked for 8 inches.
first day of class and my professor asked me if i was going to come to class drunk all semester.
She's gone now. Left with the wind like a majestic leaf that just rides the invisible current to locations unknown. And dude, her friends were really hot.
Life gets in the way of sexy Saturday sometimes
we went 3 years between hookups and she got a lot better. Amanda's moving way up the booty call pecking order.
We'll just charge in there, all pant less and fabulous demanding he give back her ferret.
I thought the Bane mask would really repel dudes but instead I ended up grinding on a frat dude that whispered "bad bitch contest, you in first place" in my ear in a Batman voice
For the first time in my life, I may be the most normal person in the room.
Update: I am definitely the most normal person in this room. And the least tattooed.
She just left someone a voicemail saying 'you better not have plans Saturday night, cause I'm going to sit on your face.'
You can trust me. I'm unemployed and not wearing pants.
I just choked eating whip cream from the can, and peed a little because I was coughing so hard. How am I still single.
Calm down I'm not kidnapping the bartender
All I remember is me taking my automatic nerf gun getting on top of him and saying..."look whos in control now!"
My manager is trying to help me find a good career path, and I'm trying to find a professional way to tell him I just wanna smoke and fuck.
Randomize
