Let's play a little game called "Chill the Fuck Out" - you're our first contestant
similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
Just desperately used the "it's a boy" cigar I saved from my\nnephews birth to roll a blunt
Yes, that was me on the jumbo tron. No, i don't know why i was hiding.
I think after that blow job he got the other day he'd set himself on fire if I asked.
he just sat there, in the doorway of my dorm room, chuggin a fifth like nobodys buisness.. don't know whether to fuck him or be afraid of his confidence
Cool. I might be making a sickly but incredibly well dressed wine drunk appearance in a couple hours
I cant see straight, her clothes are all over my floor and I'm covered in bite marks... No I will not go to brunch with you
I just hip-checked Santa and stole his cab.
I'm twenty nine years old, now is not the time to start trying new drugs. I need a hedge fund...not another drug-induced hangover.
I haven't showered. And am sitting in the office smelling like a beer can someone's been using as an ash tray.
the fact you finally accept your bi don't shock me but as your fuck buddy I expect you girls to go family style on me
I was very impressed with his ability to carry on a conversation with his friends sitting in the front seat with his hand in my pants, getting a hand job, stoned, with a cigarette in his mouth. I think he's a keeper.
Can you cover for me after lunch? I’ve never seen a guy who cums as much as my new Side Dick so now I need to clean the house before my husband gets home
if I hear Wonderful Christmastime one more time I'm putting my foot up Paul McCartney's ass.
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