Peanut Butter and turkey sandwich...this may come back to haunt me
You did not just play the dead husband card again.
what part of "i slept with our hot teacher" are you not excited about?!
the part where you beat me to him
fair enough.
He started making shapes and faces with his cock and balls.... apparently if you wrap the shaft with your balls and turn it 90 degrees to the left it looks like a hamburger
she's walking down the hall in a thong and one flip flop and one ugg
Every single time I start thinking that we shouldn't have done that to him, I think of his ballsack in our passed out faces. No sympathy.
could you please tell me why you thought vodka soaked band aids were a good idea?
It's also dangerous to ride a bike down the stairs after a few beers, but I've done it.
He wanted me naked, so I got naked. You can't hold that against me.
All I want is a camelback full of Jameson and the weather to be cool enough for me to wear rainbow spandex. Ugh. Pride problems.
The guy who just got ate on True Blood had the same balls as you.
A little sexual choking never killed anyone. And if it did, they died happy.
you can't just say no to brian. he was bugging me to get me to drunk for 14 hours straight yesterday. HE DOESN'T GIVE UP
Apparently I'm a "fire hazard"
It was a good hour of moans, penis compliments, smacks, and what sounded like someone running in flip flops
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