You're mentally unstable and I would hate to be you
The working title of my paper? "Tailgating: A Big Clusterfuck of Kids Who Dont Actually Give a Shit about Football"
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
There's a transgender game of twister in the basement...God doesnt want me to type this paper.
u r missing out we r watching a tranny direct traffic in a gstring
after I lost so many games of beer pong they made me be a troll, I sat under the table and told riddles while retrieving balls.
I'm getting turned down for sex. Apparently my "sexual appetite" cannot be satiated even by a man who's such a deviant he went to prison for jerking off in his car.
Something bad happened. I'm just giving you some notice. So you can smoke some pot and hide all sharp items in the house.
How could she say that about my foreskin when she hasn't even seen all the cool stuff I can do with it?
I have poison ivy and a broken finger. Don't have a threesome in the woods.
He knows whenever I get drunk I'm going to call him and make fun of his major. Its like a reverse booty call.
I wish I could open myself up and check on my liver. Make sure it's hanging on. Ya know?
Let's just say, I will never again lick an asshole.
My ex boyfriend just amazon primed me a vibrator...guess I seemed stressed?
I’m making a jello mold of my penis
Will it be as disappointing as your actual penis?
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