Fuck you I wanted that fabulous flaming homo to win american idol...its like we lost the gay marriage vote...again
Mines from giving head on hardwood floors.
bras are like tupperware for tits, keeps em fresh.
He puked at the bar then immediately procceded to slip in it, they loaded him up into a wheelchair, then the staff and myself walked him outside, all the while never having to pay for our tab. SO using this strategy again
if that's jizz on my steering wheel i'm gonna be pissed...and impressed.
Ok fine. Wild. Free. Like a stallion set free in a beautiful meadow filled with flowers and sexy lady horses
There needs to be a crayon color for how blue my balls are
He can spot Burberry from half a bar away. He's not into vag
So, I'm playing the Doctor Who drinking game with my dogs, but they don't understand quite when to drink. Still counts as successful, though, right?
First memory of my senior year: Going into registration still drunk from last night.
I confess. I just downed the bottle of saki. And I'm singing phantom of the opera to the dogs. Be glad you're not here for the high notes.
I can't wait till they start promoting the testiciplasty. Turn those old prunes into fresh tight kiwis!
Of course it may just be the context. A dish of dog food would look lovely next to your breasts.
After we had sex he told me it was a "goodbye gift". We haven't talked since.
Will keep you updated on the sexual orientation of my new guy
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