Did I get blown in the bathroom? Yes. Did she throw up cranberry juice on my shorts? Yes. Did she finish the job? Yes.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
My mom make sausages for dinner...and all I could think of was your dog's penis..
you started crying because you didn't get to wear your rainboots this week so i turned on the shower and let you jump around in it
youre the best friend ever
all i remember is screaming butter knifes are for pussies.
I bet you think you're really funny for switching my line of coke with a line of protein powder.
I found his backpack for the weekend. All it had was ping pong balls, mardi gras beads, and Tums.
So you plan on doing double washing machine sex? Like. A double date. But with sex. On a washing machine..?
You haven't had the true md experience until you've had your crotch grabbed by a drunk stripper with a snaggle tooth in front of your coworkers.
As I read your response saying I need a tan before I can become a go-go dancer, a girl cane up to work and gave me 10 coupons for 100 days of tanning for a dollar.
This is fate. You were destined to be a stripper.
You very well can't change your mind now. It would upset the natural flow of life.
She said to me, without hesitation, "make me an offer better than my sugar daddy and I'll go with you"
dude the last time we saw him was 2 nights ago when he was yelling that the trees were naked or some shit then he ran into the forest. I think its time for a search party
Don't drag this out. All I need to know is if I have to put pants on or not.
I was giving him head and he slipped one of those hats with propellors on top on my head.
I just punched myself in the vagina to prove a point. Please pray for me.
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