I was curling my hair today and I looked at my curling iron and thought...
You at least unplugged it right?
I feel like i'm in the derek zoolander school for kids who can't read good.
I think it was the chocolate body paint and awesome blowjob that finally made us official.
We're having the conversation about what happened last night, all we can come up with is that we came home, drank two litres of lemonade, I took one of her seizure pills and we fell asleep with sabrina the teenage witch on
The last thing i remember was high fiving everyone on the planet.
the ladder is at the bottom of the pool
He came up and told us to watch as he chugged his beer with no hands. Then asked if he could come drunk swimming with us.
Dude she pregamed for her sorority's philanthropy.
He was my shower sex Sherpa last night. And we both made it safely up the mountain.
I told you all we needed steroids to survive the tour de franzia, like the bikers. But nobody listened...
Pounding your chest saying "me Tarzan" is not flirting or even talking
the new numbers in my phone would beg to differ
Is there some sort of line being crossed when your shower activities start to involve jimmy johns?
Well the hawks lost... so, of course, the only logical course of action was a bonfire in the middle of the street.
Someone signed my nipple.
I know I may be showing my age by saying this but this is the first time I have been eaten out in the parking lot behind the Clairmont Inn since 1990
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