it's gonna be a chat room kind of night
I would also like to inform you that I can no longer lay on my back because my tailbone is bruised from the nightstand. Good job.
don't ever tell me how terrible your next walk of shame is until you run into your little brother on his way to class.
I wouldn't be surprised. You and I have basically synced up our brain chemistry by doing drugs together in the same way that two girls would sync their menstrual cycles by sharing a house.
Looking back on this weekend, I'm most grateful I never brought up with word "toe-fucking" at the bachelorette party.
If you hear a loud thud and smell ozone, I may have been electrocuted.
How the hell does my fucking boss know about the goddamned magician I fucked?!?
You could totally spank that new found Catholicism out of him.
Ya it was crazy the power went just as she was about orgasm and the vibrator got fried with the power surge
We laughed, we cried, we fucked, we shirked our familial and work related responsibilities. They could make a movie about the last 40 hours of our lives.
Putting a bow on your dick doesn't make it a real present
You know, you could always move. Lol somewhere without gators, water moccasins, and Marco Rubio.
raging hangover at work with a lunchable dreaming of the sex ill never have. my life is perfect.
Leave it to my mom and I to turn the hearing into a drinking game.
I never thought I'd be complaining about having sex 4 times a day, but here we are...
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