they said he just opened the front of his shirt and threw up alll over himself
with your flexibility, and the size of my penis, amazing things are possible.
The fact that he grabbed my boob in the middle of the conversation shows something needs to change
I need like a hormone stopper. Or a chastity belt. Or like a lady business alarm that goes off when I'm being too drunk.
I tried to break it off with the married one. He offered to pay off my car.
The side bitch struggle is real.
Just when I decided to go get a taco and a blunt cake it starts raining. Coincidence? or divine intervention?
YO CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR MÉNAGE À TROIS. YOU GO, GLENN COCO
Today was brought to you by the letter B for beer and bourbon and the number fuck you I'm meant to be studying not hungover
I threw up in a wendys bag in her car. when i went to throw it out the window it exploded all over me. No I don't think there will be a second date.
We got caught fucking on the couch while I was in my Godzilla onesie.
Calm down I'm not kidnapping the bartender
I would throw a dart into the Olympic ceremony and fuck whoever it hit
why is there a thong in the fridge-NOT MINE-and a half of a pickle on the stairs?!
I don't wear thongs. The picle was for dipping. Ill explain later. Lacy or plain thong ?
I think a major source of concern would be the fact you snorted a shot. Who does that?
It's like Guy Diamond blew glitter into my vagina.
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