I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
It all came flooding back to me: there was a woman with one hand
susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
so was this before or after i puked down the ice luge?
i think i'd rather have a trophy of a like jizz stained curtain or something
I made him hve sex with me in the elevator so that I could put my finger down in never have I ever.
i find it unbelievable that you didn't think it was necessary to intervene when i started letting people autograph my body with spray tan.
I'm at Home Depot to get supplies to fix the wall we cracked by fucking too hard against the bookshelf.
there was a fucking fire juggler. but it was ok bc i was in the kiddie pool and it was the safe zone
Uuh, dude you came running out of the bar screaming you didn't want to hear that song, ran face first into a truck, spun around 3 times and hit the sidewalk. I tried to catch you.
I posted her number in the m4m casual encounters area of Craigslist.
I guess her always saying "gay men love me!" will finally get put to the test.
I hate when pubes grow back. My mons is a warzone.
Remember when we thought adulthood would be different than college?
It is different. We had hopes and dreams back then. Now we're just alcoholics.
What's the weirdest place you've ever had sex?
I don't think you're psychologically prepared for this conversation.
If I look at him, he starts sobbing. Please come get him; he's scaring the cats.
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