Laughlin, where retired strippers come to die.
the fair has chocolate covered bacon...impossible is nothing.
she's a gynecology student. i don't know if my dick's ready for that kind of pressure.
It's one of the many facets of my drunken alter egos. I'm like substance abuse batman.
No way. Every time you have sex with him you'll end up staring into those eagle eyes and stop mid-orgasm.
Taking advantage of alcohol's depressant capabilities to curtail my fever. SCIENCE!
All I remember is sitting on your kitchen floor and playing with a banana like it was a viking ship.
Was your wine and cheese snap taken from the toilet?
Before getting out of the car, she said "Thanks for getting me off." I like how polite she is.
If I ever write a memoir I'm thinking "Choosing to sit in a vat of shit" would fit
Also mom is not happy about me telling her how much i want the women sprinters on the Olympics to beat me up
Sex to movie scores is my best choice of the year. You've had an orgasm but have you had an orgasm with an entire orchestra.
You drunkenly told one of the campus security guards that you liked his headset. In return he introduced himself, lit your cig, and told us that if anyone was giving us shit to call and ask for him... Best campus security ever.
I admit I fucked your best friend, but to be fair, you fucked the tristate area. So there's a good chance about 40% of those people are MY friends.
HE CALLED HIMSELF HOT BAR GUY.
If I remember correctly he wasn’t
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