Yes, one should always join a cult. At least once.
do you think they ever dumped Gatorade over Michael Vick's head after his dog won?
Every now and then I'll talk to a creeper for an extended amount of time. Randy, for instance, funded our entire night of horrible decisions.
Februarys looking very promising in the vaginal department
after we were done she whispered to my dick "you sir, are a genius"
I guess all those years with her as your babysitter finally paid off.
I'm tripping balls on ambien right now and I still feel that's a bad idea.
Is it sad that I planned a a romantic trip to dunkin donuts for and with myself on Saturday, then added an equally romantic after midnight stroll through the half off candy sale? I find that worthy of adding a few cats to my collection agree?
My vagina: 1 Male stubborness: 0
I decided to have a date tonight. Back on horse I go. Or aiming to be on a horse cock one day. You know. However that metaphor goes.
I'll tell you that it involved a pair of pliers and a trip to the ER.
I demand a full explanation right now.
all I know is id definitely throw up if you guys ever dated so if you do stay the fuck away from me
One of my favorite March activities is cropdusting people while wearing a kilt.
I cannot belive our party caught on fire
He walked into me masturbating to a framed picture of Bill Murray riding a t-rex
First she snuck beer into the movies and then proceded to give me a handjob in the dark theatre. I think I'm in love
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