No, you can still breathe under the balls.
This morning my doorman told me it was an accomplishment for me to be standing and conscious after last night.
Like many of my risky ideas this has "burned genitals" written all over it
Yeah well my vagina has expectations too but they don't get met all the time.
This ER has an aquarium in it!!!
You don't have anything to lose--we've established that he's not going to murder you and he smells good.
dont eat that thats our sex nutella.
I sewed up my pants, stole his girlfriends white shirt, and went to work hungover like a responsible adult.
My homemade mace ate through its aluminum container. I make awesome mace.
I am just glad I was home to catch most of it, cause it smells BAD.
I'm not a scientist but that could be because it's homemade mace. That is however just a hypothesis
Human centipede...with the teletubbies. That's what my nightmare had in it.
I don't even want to know.
I have the overwhelming need to take care of him. Both with my vagina and like emotionally.
I just got a text from a guy. The python is ours if we want.
Now with the essential back story, I can empathize. Sorry about your beer and butthole.
Sometimes self-care is taking a shot of vodka and moving on.
I am mildly hung over. Decided pants are very unnecessary right now.
Randomize
