similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
hot pretzels for dinner, snacks, and now breakfast...oh to be a poor college student...everyday is like a carnival.
I realized i make the same noise when i get a blow job as when i eat pizza
she wouldn't play beer pong with me unless I took off the rollerskates.
like he said he was barking at you while cumming in your face
He told him to "throw up in my mouth like I'm a baby bird."
we were sitting on his couch watching tv and laughing at how funny the voices on the commercial were, then we realized the volume wasn't on.
It was going alright when lo and behold Tom the cock blocking tornado hits. He is the only man I know who doesn't want anyone to fuck girls.
i may have given a gay guy with a mohawk my number last night that said... "you are straight" omg so glad a whole year til my next birthday... also i hit myself in the face with a car door. nice.
I may or may not have just hot boxed a backhoe on the construction site of a police station that's being rebuilt..
Just peed out a window, not entirely sure it's open. Can't tell. I'll find out in the morning.
"Because this is an ongoing legal matter" is how his morning after sex text began. So...
we had to follow your trail of clothes to find you.......
The list of people who didn't throw up last night is insanely smaller than the list of people who did
So it was a successful night I take it?
Have you actually looked at the corn flakes box? I don't think the rooster has a soul.
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