I can hear the grilled cheese talking to me. "Let me in there!" they wanna get inside me
she was left over bi-product, like the hotdog of the human race
naighbors jacking off again. i swear its his friday night ritual, its like he knows the night wont be ending in his favor
what did gay clubs do before lady gaga
so, the parking garage attendent caught us humping in the car. long story short, we have free parking whenever we want! take that abstinence.
I would have to gauge my vagina to make it fit.
Seriously why is the deadbolt locked. This is the second time I'm having to sleep on the porch using my boots as my pillow. I can't wait till the next time your drunk.
Shhh, I'm sleeping. Just let it happen Jess.
I mean, we do coke and have sex occasionally...I wouldn't call that a relationship.
Also I just sneezed literally 12 times in a row so violently...boogers everywhere. Sorry to ruin the sexting. I just felt like you had to know
Straight up asked lady in a lime green jumpsuit how to make your ass clap. That thing wiggled more beautifully than ocean waves at sunset
Dude we gotta go back to your cabin. left glenn. he's calling me crying and still drunk
Gotcha. How bad is it?
Well to compare it to something I would say it what's that walls would like inside the primate exhibit at the zoo after a group of monkeys finished throwing feces at each other all afternoon
I need to be put in a corner surrounded by pamphlets of stds and babies
there is something very satisfying about getting tacos after hours of sex.
I appreciate the fact that you sent me a snapchat of your dick soaking in a cup of water.
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