He introduced her to the DMA meeting by saying: in the past few years i've never seen someone work so hard for so little success
check it out our google latitudes are spooning
It's like a parade of train wrecks.
He told me he had an exgf. and didnt follow up with"and now i like guys."
i keep seeing random pieces of my outfit all around town.
conquered wheelchair sex. it's rather convenient. you'd think it was made for it, with all those handles and adjustable features.
It just feels wrong masturbating with my neighbor's cat in my apartment
The prostitute across the street from us is having a seizure on her front lawn again.
Using that mug my little cousin painted for me as an ashtray for my weed...at least next time he asks me if I'm using it I can say yes
I'm getting turned down for sex. Apparently my "sexual appetite" cannot be satiated even by a man who's such a deviant he went to prison for jerking off in his car.
New Halloween costume idea: Frankenstorm. We have three hours. Make it work.
Then years and years after that I will send you a picture of my warped vagina from all the kids that I had.
I just woke up hand cuffed to the bar and shirtless, so yeah I think I need you to come get me.
She came into the salon and said, "Don't judge me. Yes that's cum in my hair and I want a shampoo, cut and style."
Haha! I swear, it's like I'm talking to Buddha with a slutty agenda. You are so full of wisdom.
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