So apparently I told him I was off to go "whore skipping" and I disappeared into the night skipping down the street. I know this because there's video.
whispering "taste the rainbow" well having sex isn't my biggest turn on.
He kept referring to his penis a his "love gun"
I had to go to the front counter of the restaurant and ask for the key because I was "pretty sure my friend is passed out in the bathroom right now"
his genitalia just looks like a thumbs up. a really really small thumbs up.
It's hard to be above the influence when you are the influence.
The foreigner finally woke up and the first thing he did was look up a map of the u.s. His destination is to pennsylvania.
Isiahs hammered. And just came in to get his skateboard and said he has to prove something. This can't end well
I can get head just about anywhere nowadays so that's not much of an incentive, coffee on the other hand...
Even my vagina gasped.
I just kept screaming "I'm fucking a preacher's son!" Also, this water tastes like weed.
It summer and it's getting a lot harder to hide sex bruises from my parents.
First world problems?
I may have to steal the boat sober, but I feel that would be harder to explain.
Did body shots with a guy... Ended up being the ref of my volleyball game... So that's why we won
I have got to move on from this "sleeping with every drug dealer I meet" phase.
Randomize
