just do him I won't tell jon
um i'm guessing you meant to send this to tina, thanks for the support in our relationship you whore
playing new game: drink everytime u see someone at the beach with a tramp stamp, double if u guess it before u see it, triple for male tramp stamps
warning: blackouts possible when playing in ocean city or anywhere in new jersey
I just got sparklers from my secret santa. Drunken sledding just got to a whole new level of dangerous
His dick might not be the answer to my problems, but I'm definitely ok with testing it as a possible solution.
It's when I'm in my pajamas and in need of a gin delivery that I miss NYC most of all.
I remember tearing his shower curtain down but I don't remember trying to shave my vag...
im just going to wait until i dont feel like the grim reaper is having sex with me
Well, find something you can use as a snorkel and be aware of your surroundings.
It sounded like he said "don't stop" but all I could hear were his balls.
your vagina must have magic restorative powers I feel rested and powerful this morning.
You remember the guy they called Meat in high school? Well, let's just say my vagina remembers him now.
I didn't have toilet paper until 20 minutes ago. But I have champagne. Priorities.
I chatted up the pastor's son on Grindr during the service. Still ridiculing my decision to go to church this morning?
he told me he didn't like my name so he was going to call me Casey instead
just woke up with a trucker hat, half a grilled cheese, and popcorn spread everywhere. last night must have been good.
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