last night i got mauled by 2 gay men who were trying to make each other jealous by making the other think they could swing back- you're going to love atl
your dick doesn't do me any good in arizona
I love him more than I love myself. Which is a lot...Because I'm narcissistic.
It's like salsa. But with balls in it. I like to call it balsa
Whoever I saved in my phone as "Jackpot" last night has your keys.
Id have to say flaming beer pong was a royal success.
Apparently I tried my hand at mustard juggling. I wasn't very good.
Boobs have been pretty central in my life somehow lately which makes me question if I am truly gay
I am lonely and hungry. I need a girlfriend, but I'd settle for my mom.
Just remember: We don't tell our English professor about our fetishes unless she specifically asks about them.
we were running around the halls trying to bloodhound search out the source of the weed smell, but we ran into six other people doing the same thing, and they all said they assumed it was us.
It's become almost a Pavlovian response. The sound of the vacuum being run by hubby causes an instantaneous involuntary orgasm.
dude if looks could fuck you two would've been naked in front of everybody
I just passed a lady driving with a cat in a sweater sitting on her lap with its paws on the steering wheel
Only you....
Dude whoeverrs house this is has only creeam cheese and beer in the fridge. Thats my kinda diet
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