And now we have yet another reason to never travel to Detroit
we were doing it doggy-style and i felt him pop that pimple on my back.I have mixed feelings about it
at least he lost his v-card with a bang... or should i say the clap.
Dude she threw his clothes out n 8th floor window and her dog tried to bite his dick off. So the answer is yes it could be worse...
I'm at your house, laying with your dog, eating taco meat, take your time.
It's not meant to be. I also just shot a turkey baster of gin into Nate's eye, so....
Watching him is like watching a star slowly implode
I bet my lungs hate me more than my liver
That's a hard toss up
I'm so busy i barely have time to have sex with myself. I have to talk myself into it like an old married couple.
My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there.
Maybe it's because I walked straight up to that shelf of vodka with a look of determination that said "I mean business".
I usually have to have a cart! If that doesn't say "I mean business" then I don't know what does
you got coffee,laid,and a sandwich. that never happens when I work
As I came the Sportcenter app played that "dah nuh nuh" chime. Top ten life highlight?
That moment when you can't decide if you should vote for the random frat guy you have head to at the beginning of the semester for business and technology senator.
Topless, eating sour gummies, doing a crossword, at 4 AM. TELL ME IM BEAUTIFUL!
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