a strip club that doesn't allow touching or asking for sex... whats the point?
unless her vagina can tell me my horoscope in sign language, I'm not going.
I either just got cockblocked or saved from a lengthy court case so I'm kinda conflicted about how my night went.
In the middle of switching positions, we shared a line of coke. It's was like a modern-day 'Lady and the Tramp.'
He blow dried my hair while I sucked his dick. Now THAT'S fucking teamwork.
I say go for the trifecta and maybe you'll get a medal or something. Or a baby. That's like the same thing right?
Another reason why I like dubstep now, it makes me feel even higher than I already am.
The last thing I remember is crying and shaking my head as she was putting salt on my hand. I guess I took the shot
oh the usual. high as balls and crying about the hunger games.
I love when groups of boys part so I can walk through. It's like a red sea of penises, and I am their Moses.
I think the lady at jack in the box started crying when we put in our order.
I believe you can. But if you can have rum with breakfast then do that. Definitely do that.
he had DANDRUFF in his PUBES. 0/10 would not blow again.
Should I be worried if two ants just crawled out of my purse?
Yes!
was i wearing any clothes at that point?
socks and a thong
Are you rolling a joint while doing homework?
No, I am rolling a joint with my homework.
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