he keeps his weed in a birkenstock shoe box. its like, we get it, youre from oregon.
Tidal wave of highness just hit. Find shelter and catnip. gloves. zebra striped car washes.
I woke up on the ground next to a bed of naked men. I'm either a drunken genius or the enemy....
Can't. I took a Viagra to make sure I wouldnt leave the room so I might actually study.
hes fine. but he did fall asleep while tebowing and started snoring
Oh hey. I left my beer there. Beer is more important than my pride. I want to pick that up.
It was like a Thanksgiving meal, which you spend 8 hours cooking, and the family wolfs down in 20 minutes. All that flirting and build-up for like 90 seconds of pumping and he was gone in a flash, never to be heard from again.
She had pubes that could make an episode of Duck Dynasty. Fear the Vag Beard
And I'm laying here struggling with the notion that I need to put pants on.
When the state fair security guard came to yell at her for having outside food and drink she threatened to kick him if he tried to stop her and then she proceeded to chug the whole bottle.
classic
It's almost like he's actually taking my commentary and criticism to heart, but simultaneously succumbing to some primal urge to wear less clothing each time.
Road head absolutely translates. That's the beauty of road head... It's so portable!
Having sex with him is like yoga. I do it in the morning and then can't walk for three days afterwards.
i just remember singing the theme song from 2 and 1/2 men to my hair
Can we skype so I'm not drinking alone?
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