I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
East Village: Only place you can play pac man while eating a pineapple hotdog, go to the bar next door and see a graphic blowjob on every tv
i guess its not very common for a paramedic to have to revive someone who was struck by a falling shampoo bottle while getting off from the bathtub faucet.
I saw those LARP guys in the street again. One is hot, the other looks like Corey Fieldman's retarded son.
i just deleted quailman, hot hawaiian dude, appalachian swimmer, and connecticut from my phone
i had to write a bad check to buy franzia last weekend. i have my priorities in line.
Gave the kid in the wheelchair at the bus stop a beer and proceede to lift him on the bus. porch drinking brings out the best in everyone
She gave him a lap dance on the glass table. You can guess how that ended
The last good decent convo we has was when I was trying to convince you to let me watch you pee.
You made me drive your car so you could give the dude from the parking lot a BJ in the back seat. Classy.
Funny how the post-sex UTI lasted longer than the entire relationship.
The three of us were sitting silently in my dining room at 4:30 am, half drunk, eating cold spaghetti and listining to death metal. I need a fucking cigarette.
Waking up next to a guy you don't remember going home with and the first thing you say is: where is my tiara? = successful birthday
I pour the whiskey from now on
i said cake fell into my bra, you stood up and yelled "Im coming soldier", leaped acrossed the couch and started motorboating my boobs. i would have been cool with it if your mom didnt keep calling me the "lesbiainizer"
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