you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
I just spent the last hour spooning with my drug dealer.
No no no no no. Not interrested. She looks just like Kim's fat booth picture. Only real.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
Sudue. BIG CUP LOTS OF NOMNOMD TUOSPY
Dude, you bit through my nipple. Give it a week, damn.
I'm going to practice throwing things up the the air and catching them between my boobs, because that seems like a cool party trick.
I was stumbling so much, men walking behind us were shouting "don't hit the pole! don't hit the pole!" whenever I was near a telephone pole.
He said he would pay my bar tab if he couldn't answer my question. He lost to the age old question of our youth. Why did pogs go out of style.
Either you got hacked or we need to have a serious discussion about sending penis enlargement emails to your straight friends and why you shouldn't. It sends the wrong message.
Just listened to a full Christian rock song, loved it,listened to the dj send a prayer to a 4th grader who was having a tough year and realized I'm high as fuk
She walks around topless and loves making sandwiches. That's how a one-night stand turned intoa relationship
She asked for references to decide whether she wanted to have sex with me. And she was serious.
I just wanna be able to fart and do my homework but he won't leave
Only good thing about being an essential worker is that I have a letter allowing me to cross the bridge into jersey to get booze
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