She pointed at me and told her friend, I'm going to fuck him, its going to be really loud, so yes, i need the whole basement.
Either way, he made a blog for his cat.
After the concert, I paid a cab to drive me around the city so I could shout "dc highfive!" at everyone who passed for an hour and a half.
It's not slutty if it's for workout purposes...right?
he's dressed up as pikachu 3 fucking years in a row and gotten laid each time. i don't understand
its warm now so i can go back to sleeping with guys based on their fuckability rather than how much warmth they generate.
you're avoiding the subject, i want to know how you ended up at the strip club with the dog, fucker
Everything was yummy and fruit flavored and five alive and happymeas.
I just used bulldog clips for nipple clamps. Also, a wooden spoon as a paddle. DYI Domination or Ghetto Bondage?
We poured all the Fireball on the Slip and Slide and long story short I have two black eyes.
Is it weird to smoke a bong with a client from work?
I don't get promposals. When I asked my date I was so drunk I couldn't lift my head. Then I puked on my lawn after he said "ok whatever". That's romance
i wish he'd fuck me as good as he is at karate.
just because i'm not a monk anymore doesn't mean I need to tell you about my new sex life.
which is fantastic by the way.
Through a complicated series of events, I wound up in the desert with a blue chick from comic-con. we lost peter. if you're alive, please come get us.
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