Hey its bob the builder. Where did you go?
She was narrarating everything she did.. like while making toast.
How did you get the entire couch up on it's side and into the bathroom?
she stopped mid-blowjob to explain how to acheive the haircut shown in the movie
It got a little outta hand when you wanted to do body shots on the table.. at Dennys.. at 4 AM.. with lemonade
So, do you think I should wash the ashes off of my forehead before going to the strip club?
Standards? I'm sitting on his couch eating microwaved ramen wearing his wife's t-shirt. I don't remember what having standards even feels like.
you're being fucking weird and i don't like it. text me when you're not being the after picture on a poster for rehab
Fair enough. Everyone has some guilty pleasures. Yours is yourself
Yeah I'd rather get obliterated at home.
Same here. I'd like to ensure that I won't get pissed on.
I asked him if we were going to get arrested for doing it in the bar parking lot. "Absolutly not" said the guy getting the blow job...
Erin was right. There were bees at the after hours.
Must be why he thought choking was foreplay. Like WTF? No.
I'm intrigued by how his mouth tasted the same as his dick.
I got home and he was wearing a suit. He said he reason was because it was shirt and tie Saturday and that he won't change until midnight. He then proceeded to answer the door in a British accent.
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