I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
she was a 2....and a legitimate 2. like, helen keller is a 1, this girl...2.
If he comes back to you and I'm left alone in lonelytown I'm totally going to poo on your car.
I told her I had to go to work this morning, got fully dressed in a suit, walked her out, drove around the block, parked, and walked right back in my apt and went back to sleep..
Walked into this guys room, saw a tickle me elmo under his desk with white stains in its mouth. This is awkward.
I wish the health center treadmills counted beers burned not calories
it will be a sad day when drinking racks of keystone isnt socially acceptable anymore
as they left, you opened the door, dropped your pants then yelled "don't leave, this is what you're missing"
he said he has something really important to tell me but isn't ready yet. It's either that he loves me or has herpes
juast therw a cheeeeesestirng over the fnce. stuckit to sombodys car winheild... gonna luagh if i find it mlted in the mrning.
My dog just threw up a condom. Sorry for accusing you of not wearing one, I found it now.
official rule: if your drunk, it doesn't count
then nothing in my life counts
You can see my drunken state get worse with each picture
I'm on day 4 of clean eating. I call it the "whore by June" program
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