I'm in that akward stage between jailbait and cougar
dude we gotta go shopping. I made pancakes this afternoon and used them as sandwich bread.
I'm like a wolly mammoth down there. what do I tell him?
Who was that guy you went home with?
Hang on, I'm trying to ask his name right now.
I just saw a girl walking up the hill with a little red wagon full of booze... I want to be in her study group.
Just heard this lady walk by on her phone saying "did everyone orgasm?"
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
Wrote my name backwards on the test and asked for extra credit points. Late start booze days are my new favorite thing.
I still can't believe he came down from his hiding place in the tree voluntarily because he didn't want us to have to talk to the cops alone...
And they're not making a turkey. My cousin was "hoping to shoot a bird this week"
This strip club is mediocre. Talent is fine. Fung shui is bad.
I didn't even respond. Just letting the crazy settle before I calmly fuck his shit up.
What made you think singing Silent Night while I was puking was a good idea?!?!
I just put a pill up my vagina. It was little like a quail egg. There is so much happening up there right now.
He made me spaghetti, gave me wine and I fucked him on the floor, Is that a fair trade of services to you?
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