i have nine cents in my fucking bank account... not even a dime
this morning i woke up with my panties on and i knew where i was. success.
I couldn't even finish, she was lounder and more annoying than DJ Khaled
I dont know. Theres no way you can be ready for the sex hurricane that will consume you.
Basically, what i'm trying to say is, if you don't have something, excuse or gift, to satisfy my anger i am going to look you in the eye and piss on the floor.
dude throwing a golf cart off a pier is harder than it seems!
Pack light, we're going straight to bar from the train. No place to put our shit.
Dude all I'm bringing is my dick and a phone charger.
I lost the bet. I now have to do all chores sans clothing of any kind. I give it a week before I'm knocked up...
I cunt my lip shaving. That's not a typo, it's a placement clue
To drink from my fkask next to a cop car or to not drink from my flask next to a cop car
He told me I smelled like peanut butter, pepperoni, and pure unbrieldled passion.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
I feel like we'd have a lot of fun being drunk at a dog show.
I found a loose wire in my thermostat. Couldn't find the pliers, so I used a nipple clamp to fix it.
Dont ask questions just say words. where can i find plan b?
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