I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
I will give everyone a free pointer today. Here it goes, always pee by the house late at night to avoid getting shot by drunk bastards with guns. Never go by the tree line.
I'm pre-party power houring. It's so catchy I couldn't not do it
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
He asked me to coffee and I had no choice but to be honest. So naturally I told him that sobriety and monogomy are not two of my strong suits.
I think I just saw my 8th grade band teacher trying to pick up a hooker
Guess who has got hockey tickets for tonight? Only cost me road head going to and coming from the game
Cock is NEVER random. You may quote me on that.
he told me he could still feel the blowjob i gave him last year
wow. THAT good huh
I guess I'm just gonna have to learn to live with the fact that I'm the guy who takes his pants off at the party and tries to start an orgy
You are cordially invited to an I'm not pregnant laser tag celebration tomorrow. booze is optional.
All I remember is grabbing a random guys dick at the bar and him just saying thank you and us taking a shot together
we are not taking body shots with the irish cream
Guess how much it costs to flush your pants down the toilet?
Right. Cuz nothing screams "You made it!" quite like selling your used underwear to strangers you met on the internet.
Randomize
