Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
At Whiskey...
Blood, spit, & cum is the poetry of love.
Yours tastes like sweet summer sex. Mine tastes like club sex.
I just came up under it and both sides look good.
Yours tastes like sweet summer sex. Mine tastes like club sex.
I just came up under it and both sides look good.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
At Whiskey...
It happens all the time. I'll look at a girl and think, "Did I sleep with her or just talk to her at the bar?"
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
At Elvisfest...
I could play with your boobs all night.
Your boobs are really huge.
No, sugar. You may not sleep on the couch in the lobby.
Your boobs are really huge.
No, sugar. You may not sleep on the couch in the lobby.
At Fullsteam...
There's a reason Budweiser is a giant corporation. They don't make no fruity ass beer.
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