So, we're in the car ready to fuck and she asks about my ex. I wave at my lap and say, "bye". She asks what I'm doing. I say, "waving goodbye to my erection"
I swear my cock just shook it's head disapprovingly at me.
my one-armed grandma is doing the YMCA. you figure it out.
Does he know anything about your personal life besides what you look like without clothes on?
I was told to ask you about memoirs of a geisha.
I lost count after the 4th body shot but I think I'm wearing at least 3 different peoples clothes.
we got cut off at 8 am. He spilled his drink three times on the plane. this should be one hell of a vegas trip
I knew it would be a shit show so I just went ahead and took plan b before I even got there. How's that for responsible?
The fact that I am laying in bed on my stomach with an ice pack on my rump is a clear indication that I am no longer in my carefree 20s
I think he's an actor
That's not a good enough reason to wear guy-liner
The body is still out there. I don't think my trainer realized when he asked me not to drink for 24 days, how often I see dead people
So I totally had sex In a teepee last night at that wedding reception.
I just made my dating life into my own game show. would you like to meet the contestants? (photos not included)
I'm not going to tell you how to live your life, which includes naming your schlong
We still on for Manwhore Monday?
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