Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
Fuck?...well quicky, i have to study...unless you can read my book while i bang you, then it can last four chapters
I can be that talented
Hm. I declare blue a flavor.
We tried having a conversation with our noses.
As we walked into his room, he said welcome to the hurt locker. I should have left, but I love that movie.
They went to the hospital to try backflips in the parking lot. Be ready for the call
Tried to eat a sandwich this morning. Couldn't. My jaw is locked up. These marathon blow jobs are killing me
so why was i the only one who woke up with ham stuck to my ass?
I'm on a no morals kick. That'll be 3 girls in 24 hours....ending 2011 with a bang
I just found my "random bang list for summer of 2012" that I wrote last night.. It's written on a Plan B receipt. If this isn't irony I don't know what is.
Totally clawed myself in the face during sex. I can die happy?
I'm not the one who gave a guy that lives next door to my grandmother a blowjob in a pub bathroom in Ireland, you have no room to judge.
Though I do have to question why i found you and my brother passed out on his bedroom floor, no clothing between you except his tie wrapped around your dick
It's cool dude. The dank is in the form of premade smores with honey grahm crackers, marshmallow cream and 420 brand choc. bars. NV weed laws have nothing on me.
So this is what bad decisions tastes like...
Randomize
