weak ass sauce last night. waste of time. you suck. ps. your boobs are fake
As it would turn out, "jesusssssss" is not the password to enter Faith Chapel's wifi network.
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
This is getting ridiculous. See/touch her boobs=good day. Not see/not touch her boobs=bad day. I am legitimately depressed over the lack of tits in my hands right now.
His car is carseat is compatible. I checked while we were banging in the back seat...
she made out with a stripper. how was scrabble night with your girlfriend
I might come over. Something about you makes me matronly and I have this urge to nurse you back to health with soup and a blowjob
No, man, we stole the housekeeper's key and we're just going room to room raiding mini fridges. Hurry
Logan has the vodka and snickers. We're making a run for it. Room 302
when you greet her, try not to lead with "this night will end with you on top of me". first impressions, bro.
he went at my nipples like a starved dog.
He just sent me the contact information about getting the Zebra for graduation...
They're frat boys at heart and have sickly, dusty, rotting souls.
I might have pissed in the corner of someone's shed. They have nice lawn mower.
He has a baby picture of himself on the night stand. I don't think this whole 'one night stand' thing is for me.
I keep track of what day of the week it is by my recent destinations on my nav system. \nRight now it's: booty call, bar, booty call, brunch, bar, church so that must mean we are getting close to Sunday when we start the rotation all over again.
Randomize
