So would u like to explain why you ate all my pickels and took my 1800?
About that, i have your 1800 on my desk with intentions of returning it but theres nothing i can do about the pickels
No dude, you can't hot box a bus shelter.
They call it the Collection Couch because all 4 room mates have slept with at least 3 different girls on it. He tried to seal the deal with "would you like to be number 14?"
And sadly I did.
how do i word it so it doesnt sound like im asking him if he has ever been in jail.
Theres also beggin' strips and a dog bone in the corner...nooo signs of there being a dog though.
This is the last weekend of getting drunk and having sex all nite with the plumber. I'm exhausted all weekend and I'm never going to finish the remodel at this rate
The girl I hooked up with in exchange for Ramen freshmen year is living with the girl I currently wish to bang.
Try oodles of noodles this time.
She pulled out a handful of chest hair. And then gave the room a Brave Heartesque speech.
Is it just me or does the sex still keep getting better? I wasn't crying, my eyes just watered from how hard I was cumming.
The last thing I remember from that party was me shouting "hold my feet I'm going in strapped like Rambo"
My mom comes home from her weekend with her lesbian co-workers and asks "You wanna know how I got these bruises?" I've never been more torn about anything EVER.
He made the Waffle House lady get me out of the car. This isn't a joke.
Please tell me how the stripper got back to Sarah's from the trailer park
I just put on lipstick to sext him. That should tell you where my love life is at.
When the theology professor asked me what touched me most about this trip to Rome, I guess "the guy from last night" wasn't the proper response.
Randomize
