We have sex, then he cooks. It's like a fantasy.
Last night I dreamed I was having gay sex in prison. That's the last time we go to theme night at the club.
I can't get a boner in the bathroom of a buffet.
I told him I'd have sex with him for fried cheese. Does that make me a hooker or just fat?
Never again. Her vagina looked like a sad old man.
There was a bottle of vodka and chips in a vase next to the bed
FridayRule: If it takes you longer than 5 minutes to find a parking spot, you don't have class today
By this time next year I expect us to have full time jobs that we can call out of so we can day drink on beautiful days like this. Oh, and grill.
Thats just a parental red flag. They have been brainwashed. Lets baptize them into the church of PBR
I don't know what the bubonic plague feels like- but I'm gonna guess its something like this.
After an hour of searching for my pants, we had three people looking. They were finally found in the oven.
Why can I remember how tall Nicki Minaj is from looking up her height once months ago, yet after weeks into the semester I can't even remember where any my classrooms are located
Importance
I just need to find someone whose kink is financial submission.
Do you remember telling those ppl that they need to mate and give you the baby and in 15 years you will all reunite and it will be a party?
Convinced if I was being murdered in my house no one would come and save me. If no one heard my 10000000 orgasms last night, there is no hope.
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