chicago's viagra triangle is not unlike the bermuda triangle in thatt things just get lost...... planes, ships, dignity, virginity, etc.
theres no point in washing my sheets anymore. its always going to be a fine layer of booze and semen.
Still at the library. i hate tax accounting so much that i've started calling it potions...
i think im the only person who makes thank you cards for their drug dealer
he laminated a picture of his dick.
he has the hands of the vagina gods.
he's hot he just has too much baggage, and has really fucking skinny ankles which freaks me out
you aren't having sex with his ankles, As long as knee caps and above are good, i'd go for it
In college, I had one standard. Penis. A lot has changed since then. Now I really only have one standard. Breathing.
Don't be too mad at the guy who broke your kitchen table. Didn't get his name, but he knew all about your gay porn career. Like DETAILS...
I was hooking up with him and then someone banged on the door and shouted "When you get the chance, will you put the weed on the veranda?"
Well my grandma put the turkey in the oven for 4 hours and didn't have the oven on.
Blocking me on Facebook doesn't change the fact that you've had my penis in my mouth. So there's that.
Do you know how hard it is to give a bj in your dead grandmothers car
This is my last chance to be the first person to fall off this roof.
just found a joint on the street in downtown. smoked it with the hot guy from my chem class
WHAT IS UP WITH YOU SMOKING/ DRINKING THINGS OFF THE GROUND?
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