I want to walk on stilts...naked
So somehow I got from NYC to a suburban town in the middle of Jersey. At 4am. Thank god there are trains that can rectify my mistakes...
It was at that moment that I realized I was alone. Alone and drunk on an Epcot ride.
In a cab. Towels everywhere. Confused.
Don't. You get on the 18 year old. I'll get on the 38 year old. Together we will bridge 2 decades of cock.
I suppose I should wish you a happy one year of bumping uglies
I love how you sexted me before you told me happy birthday. Thank you.
Is there a particular reason why everyone is now calling you Butt Doctor?
I need someone to play with my boobs. Even platonically. I just need a good groping
Also, if he asks how he's doing orally I can probably ask if we're exchanging Christmas presents?
You're right. Cause really... I'm in the back of his head. Even though what I said was better than "I have herpes"... I did once say that to him. So I'm like a reoccurring nightmare.
I think I may be going on too many job interviews. I've started to bring up Shonda Rhimes in my interview answers.
As for the other mouse...I don't have any mouse traps so I put a Jell-O shot on the ground. Party hard little dude.
I am downtown smoking a joint with Woody Harrelson...Because our car won't start. I will be there as soon as I can.
I can tell that I'm high when listening to celine dion becomes such a life changing experience
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