Good luck man
I dont need it. Shes easy.
It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
I told them you could toss a salad like wolfgang puck
its sad that the first thing i assume is that ur trying to indirectly tell me you fucked on a breakfast table
by asking you if you bought one for the apartment?
we convinced you the moon was a planet...again
weed brownie and a latte, breakfast of champions
And she was like "I wanted you all for myself, to love you, and treat you like gold."... See this is why I shouldn't fuck Italian chicks...
its likemy ribs anf my hesrt aew cuddlingn
She sat next to me on the couch and said "word going around is you got a sweet cock". My nickname problem was solved!
NO I WOULD NOT GET A GUMMER FROM A GRANDMOTHER
She tried to subtly measure me, but I noticed. She told me I barely made the cut otherwise there would have been just a handshake as a parting gift.
It tasted better than Jesus's hair.
I think I found my saving grace in the form of a beard at the bar.
you ate an entire watermelon by using a CD as a spoon, then proceeded to chuck the leftovers at some dudes car...
I remember you banged her while I was dying on your couch, so good call
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