My brain says no but my pants say off.
So I've been thinking a lot since she told me she's prego. But what I want to know is why my voice of reason sounds like Thomas fucking Jane!?
my cat ate my toast this morning while i was getting dressed. i can already tell today is going to suck.
I wouldn't accept the money so he folded the $20 bill into an origami puppy and left a note saying "Not blowjob money"
Hmmm just stalked him and according to his facebook he wants "whatever he can get." obviously he'd be open to the idea.
It was a taxi full of fist pumps and chanting to "face down, ass up". It was that 1% that makes my job worth it.
Karaoke machines out. We're taking turns farting into the microphone. Shits going south fast. Definitely be awake when you get home.
There's cereal in my underwear. Was I in your apartment at any time last night? That's the only logical explanation for this.
I didn't punch him it was just love coming out of my fist
I don't send those kind of pictures unless the recipient has already been up close and personal with it. I don't give previews, but I will provide recaps.
It's getting to the point where my ability to get dick pix during the work day is impressing even me. Take that, adulthood!
I don't want sex or anything I just really need someone to appreciate how shiny my hair is
We did it to 80's cardio music. Talk about a workout.
After tacos, we're chasing women.
I used the line "you don't have enough pillows". Then left. Thought you should know.
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