I have a client coming in and there's a note that says she wants her hair to like Elisabeth Hasselback's from the view
that's Oklahoma for you
if my spotter knew I was listening to the Wicked soundtrack on my iPod, I wouldn't even be mad if he dropped the barbell on my throat
I queefed so loud it echoed.
If I won't even leave the house for sex tonight. I definetly not going out for anything else.
Its 11am, im in the city in a pocahontas outfit, lost a heel and found a gold rolex in my lingerie.
I have discovered that there is nothing that a giant penis attached to a southern accent can't talk me into. yee-haw!
He went 'unicorn hunting' and lost a fight with a fence. That's how he ended up in the ER.
So Monday we're lesbians.
Deal. This decision is final and any rebates on this will result in losing an eyeball.
Sorry for rubbing my feet on you and repeating "good pony, stay."
Def something wrong w taking plan b with your daughters juice box
I'm trying to ve beat feiesnd sent.
dude, you declined head because you wanted to tell her about how you put cinnamon in your weed. also, we're low on Chef Boyardee
He came over in a blaze orange vest with a case of beer and a shotgun yelling about "Dove Season" then passed out in the lawn. There he lies
ok, i suppose pissing your pants could be considered a wardrobe malfunction.
Let me call you later. I’m lining up some office dick now that working at home is ending
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