So I said to her: one time i broke my dick and when they took off the cast i could cum across a baseball field
i'm sure there's a big cosmic reason for things working out the way they did. like, now you have awesome images to masturbate to.
So I'll spare the details, but I think I discovered I'm lactose intolerant. In my sleep. And you'll be needing new sheets.
Responsibility does not care about your dick.
Her boyfriend only talks to me because I know her period schedule
with all this snow coming, and no school, I figure why not try every possible liquor snowcone.
all i know is that i listed him in my phone as 'vagina cookies.' that can only be a good thing.
Steve is gonna hang his bear rug on the wall because he doesn't trust us not to have sex on it...
Trust me that one dick you don't want. It's like a whale... That's swam too many oceans...
Poking every semi-decent guy on Facebook in the hopes that one of them will want to hook up with me tonight. So far all i've accomplished is 5 new poke wars which i will most certainly continue after this weekend.
It is officially Christmas time in Chicago. There's a drunk hobo on the CTA singing the first 2 lines of Frosty the Snowman over and over and over.
I ended up in bed with a man from London in a sorority wing I am not apart of. Tequila fucks you up
dont know if she was trying to start a lawnmower or jerk me off. still wasnt to bad though
My bookbag can hold 30+ beers. They shoulda put that on the tag bc its a big selling point
She told me I’m a “stunt cock.” I’m okay with that
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