so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
Jerking off has been your answer to everything tonight.
Listen, what he fails to understand is that the Olive Garden does not equal pussy.
It's refreshing to see you in something that is stained with something other than vomit and spilled alcohol.
the homeless guy was waiting for me this morning. this is the closest to a boyfriend ive had in years.
I'm thankful she wil die Alone. And I'm thankful I slept wiht her cousin. And brother.
Using 'equal to a modern day cock block" in term paper, inappropriate
Apparently there was a point in the night that they literally thought he was dead, ass naked on the floor. That bad.
I was informed that last night we held hands while puking on the curb outside the bar.
We just have a real special relationship.
We stayed up until 4:20 AM. The next thing I remember was waking up at 4 PM, like my internal alarm clock knew.
You screamed "i promise ill stop blowing your brother" in the middle of a packed restaurant at 1pm. We should maybe rethink our relationship.
COCAINE AND SUSPENSFUL BBC SHOWS DO NOT WORK.
Russell is lonely. He needs a companion.
You're lucky you have a monster cock or most people may just laugh at your penis' nickname.
I am sweating Crown. It all went wrong when the ratio hit 50-50
I promised her before I left that I'd make good choices and then got drunk and fucked my best friend and her boyfriend.
Randomize
