And as you crawled into the bathroom last night you repeatedly said "I know the routine".
He asked me to touch his mustache. Should I go home with him?
I swear a good massage is the easiest way in my pants.
Not that there's a hard way... but you know what I mean.
Just found pics of us from Mardi Gras last year. Your boob job really is better than mine.
The only reason we got away with streaking last time was cuz we had those miner hats
Careful, it's a slippery slope to discovering you're bisexual...trust me.
I shit myself. Legit. And I burnt my tongue. Unrelated incidents, but related in the sense of general discomfort.
Dropping the entire last roll of TP into the toilet is a hurt you don't want to know.
holy fuck man...it feels like I got beat the fuck out of by death's baseball bat...chimichangas?
He sent me a picture of him trying to push his cock into a Gatorade bottle. I dont know if I'm impressed it didn't fit and disgusted that he sent me something so vile.
I was loaded. my pee still has a hint of lime
Woke up to the UT campus police fishing my boxers out of the university pool, guess it was a good night.
Well the streak is over, I saw a penis today
We got really high and he took a green marker and made my vagina into a Christmas tree.
He just told me my boobs made up for all the bad things that had ever happened to him. I'm definately having sex with him again.
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