it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
I just accidently sent my poop smells like vodka to 27 people in my phone book
I can't tell whether I'm throwing up blood or licorice.
He said he loved me so I pretended not to hear it because I don't think "I love your penis" was the response he was looking for.
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
Looking at an apartment in Houston. It's right beside my favorite bar and the zoo. Best or worst decision?
I think you're going to have to drive me to white haven. I don't know if my brain can handle having my mom drop me off at a strip club.
He was bigger soft than my ex was hard. A gold medal rebound.
I have just gotten home. I saw a lot of penis tonight. On a trampoline. Shit got weird.
WE SHOULD FUCK TWO GUYS THAT LIVE TOGETHER
THAT WOULD BE SO CONVENIENT WE COULD CARPOOL
Shirtless guy staggering down the sidewalk, puking into a Prada shopping bag. Ahhh, the walk of shame in Boystown.
I didn't know whether to laugh at the fact that a dog bit his balls or throw up cause my dad was telling me a story involving his balls.
You could be a whistle.. And just ask bitches if they want to blow you all night
He told me that after two hours of fucking he feels as though his dick wants to detach from his body and go to Mexico..
Was I just dreaming, or was there a corpse at work last night?
She was just sleeping.
Is it bad that I'm kind of disappointed by that?
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