you really should stop posting my phone number on craigslist as tranny seeking tranny, last night i answered at family dinner and almost choked on my hot dog
do you not see the irony in that??
You dont remember anything at all? So you dont remember the shop down my road with the 'TO LET' sign over it? You were adamant that the 'I' had fallen off and that it used to say TOILET...so you took a shit right there in the doorway.
I just want you to know the floor between our rooms isnt sound proof "Captain Cock"
Im forcing mysellf to pee so i can fit more margaritas in me...
yeah, he just sent me a picture of himself with his shirt off.... It didnt turn me on, it just made me want to buy him a big mac....
That's what happens when you park you car under a perfectly good balchony I can puke off of
i think i figured out where our problem might have started...when we poured more tequila on top of out margaritas to melt the ice bc they were too cold
hahaha or putting rum in the bbq sauce?
It's one of the many facets of my drunken alter egos. I'm like substance abuse batman.
You were outside the bathroom the gay guy was puking in, screaming "IT GETS BETTER!" over and over again. Good message, poor execution.
Just made macaroni burritos. Fukkin awesome. We'll have to try this when I'm sober.,!
She found my wedding ring, sallowed it and wished me good luck explaining it to my wife before walking out. Now what?
That moment when you notice a tiny IR camera pointing at you, in your bed, at the apartment you found on Craigslist.
& he told me that I give the best head ever.. like can I get that on a medal?
I'm jealous, curious, and aroused. All at the same time.
My job here is done.
i woke up with a shamrock tattoo on my wrist and a fat bruise on my hipbone. please tell me its not real.
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