Not me. I think "beastiality" sounds pretty classy.
I wish I could donate my sober boners to my whiskey dick
He screamed "Oh boy! Oh boy!" during climax.
no, i swear. she uses a huge jagermeister flag as a sheet on her bed.
I've decided I'm just gonna keep drinking til the baby bump shows...
But why is there no point in liking him? Does he have herpes? Is he married? Is he gay? Did he get his penis chopped off in a freak accident? If the answer is no to all of the above, then he is fair game
there's no toilet paper. I'm using wheat bread.
I'll be honest with you, my dick was out at that point in time.
It was like the Alcoholic Olympics...double fisting fifths with eight 40s in my backpack...running from the cops in stilettos. I will have bitchin' hamstrings come Monday.
Bathroom attendant appreciated that hug I have him as a tip. Fucking BROKE these days.
So this is what you do on your hungover days off put your balls into an egg carton?
I mean metaphorically speaking, maybe we've all fucked on top of a frat house at some point in our lives
She's passed out with a slice of pizza between her boobs should I just eat it and leave
The only thing about him that I appreciated was that he destroyed the bathroom at your birthday and missed singing to you. And we all knew.
You spilled your drink, and we laughed so hard my boobs popped out of my shirt.
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