Sorry, I have to go home and feed my nepotisms
Sorry, I can't talk, there's a herd of nepotisms headed my way
just saw a prosititute with a baby stroller...question is...if the baby wakes up is the blow job free?
I haven't gotten laid in forever. I'm obsessed. I imagine I this is how Ethopians feel about food.
there are so many fish in the see you have left to fuck
smoking weed is really the only logical conclusion to hangovers
She can't drink and she can't smoke weed. She might as well be dead to me.
On the back of that comment, I've formed a theory that as a result of my brainwashing your drunk self actually believes that beards are your calling.
Had sex and ran 2.8 miles all before 7:30am. This is going to be a very productive Monday.
Post walk of shame: realized the underwear I put on when I left was another girl's underwear.... woof
Realized it was likely to be cursed, didn't want my own Johnson magically turning into some sort of fire breathing reptile and eating me
That is an interesting fear as well as image
Hold on... Are we having an intellectual conversation about porn?
Yup
I love us.
How is it that I, the only one that didn't drink last night, was the only one puking out the car window?
Thanks again for the coffee and orgasms
there is partying, then there is whatever we did last night.
You can accomplish quite a bit with a can do attitude and a well placed ice cube.
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