i am YELPING strip clubs. This is interesting.
apparently my insurance doesn't cover road head. Bummer.
and his room smelled like strippers, childrens tears, and fear
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
Just went outside to gather hail to use to make margaritas since we ran out of ice. That's God's way of helping us out.
seriously considering responding to a craigslist ad for a lesbian cunninlingus instructor...at this point i'm so desperate for a job that i'm willing to switch teams.
We got kicked out of Walmart for playing cod with squirt guns of course it was better then prom.
It's fucking New Year's. I can be soberish in 2013 after tonight. It's like the 30 years of grey area between Jesus' birth and death.
Wake your sexy ass up. It's donut time.
The thought "Ummm which pants am I wearing? ...I *am* wearing pants, right?" just ran through my head. I'm done. So done.
You're the second person to offer to fuck me in the bathroom at work. Idk whether I should feel honored, or if cvs is just a turn on.
It's 90 percent alcohol, and 10 percent a whisper that says "get drunk"
The waitress at the Denny's in usa remembered me from 2 years ago when we went at 4 in the morning plastered, wearing overalls and huge inflatable corona hats on our heads
I was giving him head and he slipped one of those hats with propellors on top on my head.
She said if you lived here it would be like the x rated version of 3's company
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