And then she said we stopped for a train and i tried crawling out the back window.. again, i dont remember this.
were doing shots for every snowflake that hits the ground
i stopped calling them hangovers and started calling mornings a long time ago.
dude there is absolutely no room for a slide in our room
They're putting plan B in vending machines now. My life just got so much easier.
I once puked on the side of the hwy driving home and it somehow made me feel more Canadian. So don't rule it out
well, at the moment I'm sleeping in someone's closet in a buzzlightyear snuggie, so I can't judge,
Plus now I feel weird sleeping with you. It's like shooting a three legged deer. It's already at a disadvantage and couldn't get what it's full potential deserves.
I'd cum for enchiladas.
It was all good till you had ppl chasin shots of ciroc with fucking applesauce
I quit life. I got pulled over on my way to work and they towed my car and dropped me off at work in a cop car
Dude, you spit in your shirt pocket saying "I'm saving it for later" then dove head first into the pyramid of beer cans we set up.
He stopped in the middle of us fucking so he could turn on lithuanian techno music. And the sad thing is that it was the best sex of my life.
He in a way got kinda cockblocked by Jesus
His dick is social distance approved
Social distance approved?
big enough for me to fuck from six feet away
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