I see my mary-anne walkin' awa-y-y! Bow Nahw now new, ne ne ne ne ne, ne ne nehw, ne ne new new Nah dan ah bwawn-now, ba bwan'll buh dada bwiddly doo.
That was supposed to be me air guitaring the solo from More than A Feeling
also referred to as T.P.S. (Toddler Penis Syndrome)
my grandma just told me that size does matter, and don't let anyone tell you anything different.
my life is one jail cell away from being a bad country music song.
I swear every time I make the effort to make my hair look nice, someone jizzes in it.
I'm sure that's not what the inventers of the Turkey baster had in mind, but that's what I had in mine.
Also yeah I would definitely have to say that one of my favorite things to do is to get high and pet cats.
You turned to me, winked, whispered "man the harpoons" and walked out with the fat chick
I lost a whole day of my life. Apparemtly I was using my deodrant as a phone. And is my phone there?
maybe if I avoid him long enough we could skip the talking part of "we need to talk"
We probably shouldn't have humped each other in a stairwell for an hour. that was probably my bad
He's getting so into these sexts, I hate to tell him I'm fully clothes, watching Bring It On and eating chips and salsa.
I dont understand why i cant be a wizard
i just read a article called "Booze, Drugs, and Bipolar Disorder"... i think someone is writing the memoirs of my life
He ate me out while I was wearing a canada goose parka and a dress hand crafted by a seamstress from yellowknife. I came while watching the northern lights. Most arctic orgasm ever.
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