that girl last night was a 15
wait she was 15?
no like black jack not sure if you should hit it
i popped this huge zit on her back while she was blowing me. it was like a disgusting metaphor for what happened 30 seconds later.
So you know how craigslist used to have an "erotica" section? And how after you click on a link it changes a darker color? And how Dad stays up really late most nights?
Oh god... well at least he's gettin some. Mom's a prude.
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
id pay someone 5 dollars to tell me whos house im at right now. comfy couch though
my mouth is as dry as a post-menopausal camel on antidepressant's vagina.
We laughed. We cried. We came everywhere.
dude, we need a reunion soon, my vagina needs a deep massage. The kitty is ready to play
I really dont wanna go to a traffic light party. I have nothing red to pretend I'm taken with. Without something red my "my girlfriend is away in the mines" story wont work.
So apparently someone caught him as he was falling. And carried him around the rest of the night.
You don't know reunion panic until you've exfoliated your butt cheeks.
If God invented something better than rough, drunken, lesbian sex he kept that shit to himself.
lets start a news segment called WHY IS LEOS CROTCH BURNING TODAY
he sent me a green and gold dick pic and advised me I needed to come drive the snake from Ireland.
I need to hurry up and get over my feelings for him so next year's tipsy reunion sex won't be clouded by emotions.
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