you're like the ceasar milan of boners... you understand them on a different level.
im surounded by vag. Like smog aound LA, i am suffocating in an atmosphere of pussy
I think we should see other people.
Already working on it.
there are so many fish in the see you have left to fuck
New policy: when a woman uses the word blowjob in a sentence within 5 minutes of meeting her, you buy her a drink.
surgery went fine. i cant breath out of my right nostril though. lets not eat peas anymore when we are drunk.
There is only one good excuse for how sore I am right now. And that is incredibly acrobatic sex. Unfortunately for me that is not my excuse.
He came in 20 minutes late for his final wearing plastic bags on his feet, and a tablecloth cape. Explain.
Zip lining have a big frozedn drink with 151 rum chippendale pic life is GREAT
My garbage can has nothing in it besides condoms and candy wrappers. That's good garbage.
I saw a picture of my dad holding my legs in a kegstand. Town festival=success.
She was grinding on him and then she was eating a Big Mac. Who the hell brings a Big Mac to the club?
Found some boxer briefs on my patio table this morning surrounded by a case worth of empties. Starting to remember why I have rugburn and a sore asshole.
Sometimes intelligent conversation doesn't mix well with a romantic interest. It's possible the two are best kept separate. Toys should just stay in the toy box.
Starting to realize that fucking everyone I come across isn't the most... "adult"... coping method.
Randomize
