I wasn't excited about it either, but if I was going to have her take a load on her face, role playing as some french dude is the least I could do
you went into starbucks asked for a mocha "on the rocks"
I woke up in what appears to be a taco bell graveyard in my bed.
Never thought I'd say this but I just want to go home, ice my balls, and pop a Vicodin.
I'm doing laundry from this weekend.. That poor shirt I wore to the rave smells like a dead animal that rolled in weed and pain..
no, but he did start crying. who the fuck is 30, covered in tattoos and crys about an ex? get your shit together, man.
He goes to Columbia so regardless of how he looks I should fuck him right?
He kept telling me that it stood for Sex Utility Vehicle
Well, I dont really know how much penis you have at your disposal so I cant be sure
party devolved into two exes battling with Cal's tiki torches, and the lawn being set on fire kinda sorta and then we all hula'ed... hulaed?
Kick open the door, strike a pose, steal a boyfriend, end scene.
Jungle juice breakfast? No? Ok.
last final went out with a bang.. 20 min late bra-less, cum in my hair and i still cant find my shoes.
So. Um. Hypothetically speaking...how would one get a squirrel out of the house?
You're a brave, albeit stupid soul for wanting in on the fuckery that comes attached to my vagina
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