This ginger kid smells like a queef popsicle
don't worry, i have a range rover and a brother hopped up on steroids.. we can solve this little misunderstanding quite easily.
i dont want to stoop that low. but my dick does.
He used his one phone call to tell me not to let anyone drink all his vodka until he could bail himself out.
Alright. I will breast feed the first person to get here.
I just want to steal his innocence through his penis. I really do.
Just heard the girl at the bar cuss her bf out and order a long island ice tea. Going to give it 5 min then I'm going in. See you on the other side.
My new hobby is moving his stuff to random places in the house. Good luck making a smoothing at 6:30 in the morning, the blender top's in the dog food container
No just a slight sexual miscommunication which led to a little (lot) vomiting by one party and a bruised sternum on the other party involved.
I can't even make a guess how that goes.
As much as I enjoyed playing drunk half naked twister and talking about my daddy issues last time, I'll have to pass.
I woke up with my vibrator in my bed so I'm assuming I had a decent night.
what's your room number? I've never been there sober...
My memory of last night is a delicious blur of tits, ass, and alcohol.
Hey before you quit, let me sell drugs to your boss at least one more time
I've scurried myself in your trunk come find me in the morning
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