i voted for prop eight dipshit. more weddings = more CAKE.
i think you know its gunna be a bad day when it starts with throwing up into a red plastic cup
he somehow instantly knew i was from vermont.
it probably had something to do with chasing your soco with maply syrup.
I've realized that my life is in no way structured to be compatible with monogamy. I'm not adjusting to this well.
this islike a room full of reasons why i should be in prison
for once, the $56 i am about to pay for plan b was actually worth the sex.
And next time please put a text between discussing my orgasms and discussing your son - that was weird.
I almost got away with it until she smelled beer on the stroller.
I don't know where I am and I feel like a hippo shat in my mouth. This sofa is comfy though.
Everyone heard you having sex but I just told them you were having a nightmare.
She licked my face when I was on the phone with a customer and I just laughed. Im not sure if thats good or bad
"Masturbate" is an actual item on an actual ToDo list of mine. It is at the top.
We walked around last night for hours saying nothing but nom nom nom and barking at each other.
I want you inside me. Finish your papers.
There will be bowls smoken and not a single fuck will be given.
Randomize
