I would go down on you faster than GM stock
I just had a 2 1/2 hr conversation about the pros and cons of taping your ballsack to your taint, which then led into the unveilling of lady gaga being a hermaphrodite.
My family just suggested tequila shots. I had Vietnam style flashbacks.
U just looked at me and said "wake me up when I'm done eating"
Say it nicely.
Fine. I want to lovingly bend you over and lovingly fuck the shit out of you. Happy?
At what point should shame kick in? Realising I had a one night stand with a man engaged or realising I am that man's wedding photographer?
There is naked swordfighting and something green and alcoholic going on in the basement. COME. OVER. NOW.
But now I'm just thinking when he said he "worked for the airline" he actually meant drug smuggling.
Get his dick out of your ass and put on some pants we're here
then a garbage truck rolls up to the club, they hop out, and walk right in like they own the place
Does your Fitbit monitor your liver failure?
One door closes, one man cooks for you through the next open door
I'm going to talk him into letting me tie him up, and then just leave him that way and go meet you for fro-yo.
I'm not complaining, but why is it that every time I hang out with you I come home with random injuries and random girls?
So I thought you might like to hear how I went to sams club to print some pictures and suddenly there was 20 pictures of your dick and my snatch on the screen
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