Her life has all the ingredients for a how to book: Making Your Life an Epic Fail
I need to not be around brick walls while intoxicated.
We have a drunk bartender with her nips a quarter inch from bein out buying us shots. GET HERE.
You just said the magic words
I'm practically paying him in tacos to have sex with me.
Its like a zucchini between his legs. An orgasmic zucchini.
I took a few sips of my hugeee bottle of liquid Vicodin and smoked my one hitter and now I'm going thru my attic like Indiana Jones
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
Best sex of my life. But I think it's because I like his apartment. Really nice bed sheets. High vaulted ceilings. I wanted to lay there forever.
You're getting old. Was it located in a nice school district for your future offspring?
Plus he stuck it in when you were sleeping which would have been the tipping point for me but you art school kids are all liberal and shit
I also woke up on my floor. Naked. On a pile of clothes. With my head in the trash can. And a sheet over me.
fuck that its my house. if i want to take 1 bite out of the chicken & leave the rest i fucking will. suck my dick
Move ovrr Titanoc and all you others. Heres the real tale of woe. This ladys failed search for boozdy goodnezs.
I didn't know how wild the party was going to be until one girl brought her pet raccoon
FUCK YEAH PUPPY BOWL
It's confirmed. I have two dates on Saturday, and they are both named Mike.
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