I would like to feed your fingertips to the wolverines.
You all can go fuck yourselves. As far as I'm concerned, don't come back to karaoke.
we're at Rob's house and just invented the best drinking game ever....we are on Chatroulette and everytime we see a dick we all have to drink.
This guy just showed us his webbed feet to prove that his son was actually his son
You stood next to him taking HUGE gasps of air in an attempt to second hand smoke his cig because you didn't have one...
2 things. 1. I just gave her a 6 hour long marathon fucking for America. 2. Thought of a new invention halfway through, and it's flawless.
Well if he truly loves me he will just have to accept my flaws. And that includes a tequila dependency and borderline lesbianism.
It wasn't good. I can tell by the way he fucks me he watched too much porn
I've found a new low. I was climb-on-the-bar-piano drunk.
Gross! What the hell is that?!?
It's quite clearly a man posing erotically with multiple packages of bacon.
If the ex isent in town and im crying under a table somewhere because of it can we go to a drag show or something
Well. Now I feel like I put pants on for nothing.
WHAT HAS MY LIFE COME TO I'M MAKING A SCARF FOR A PENIS
I feel like I don't show you my boobs enough. And you deserve to see them like all the time
They are like untrained puppies reaking havoc on a newly furnished house. Out of control.
You just compared our vaginas to a newly furnished house...I can dig it.
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