All I remember is yelling at him to admit he liked Bon Jovi, then accusing him of giving love a bad name.
Y'know, without the cops, it would've just been us daydrinking,
btw, i had a dream i drank 260-proof vodka last night. thank god that doesn't exist in real life.
Only you could manage to look like a complete slut while wearing a turtle neck.
I found those 18 whoppers we bought.
so the party was at my house but some how i ended up being the only one who slept outside
the last thing i remember is ordering pitchers of white russians....
You guys need to get along, there is no need for a pissing contest...We're all fucking each others ex's.
I assume you will show your seat mates your vibrating cock ring.
I don't know which is worse, the fact that he can say will you fuck me in so many languages or that I'm turned on because of that
I have to estimate how long it takes them to get to the bedroom so that I can sneak out of my room and get snacks. If she's anything like me, they're in bed the second he gets here and I can get snacks now
I'm gonna chug this bud light an might injure this high school penis, like I'm 17 again
Remind me to tell you the story of the fuzzy condom
We could just go to Vegas and celebrate my singlehood and not contributing to the population.
I Never thought my late 30s would end up with me getting eaten out on a desk in the managers office of a lululemon, but I guess being a franchise owner has its perks!
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