Is his dick big enough?
Haha...
You only wish your asshole was as big as the ass you think you are. Seriously, why do people think that just because they act like a dick that they have a bigger dick than really. You obviously don't have the balls to back up what your drunk mouth can't cash.
Motherfucker please. This is what cracks me up about going out. I almost miss the ignorant comments from the Sixth Street honour roll. The problem with people is that they say stupid shite while passing by. Gutless twats.
So this bitch -- and I say this because he acts like a castrated stain that never was -- tried to pay my sweetheart with a compliment about her cute outfit with an insult towards me. I, personally, was indeed highly amused being that I had made friends with Sailor Jerry to the tune of a threesome. But I'm still laughing about it and wanted to share. Those who think this city is laid back and welcoming need only take a stroll Downtown to see how pseudo-liberal and unprogressive it actually is here. Nevermind the condos going up around the west side of Downtown. The Warehouse District is snooty and Sixth Street ghetto. I'd hate this town truly if it wasn't for the fact that I try to learn to find the funny in its self-righteous ego -- it's absurd.
Indeed, you piece of mess. Jealous?! You aren't worth the cum your daddy shot into your cunt. Because if people actually had and RESPECTED their mother, they wouldn't make disrespectful comments in the presence of a lady regardless of their intentions for whoever stood next to them.
You can come to my house, and I'll strap you down and show you just how big my dick really is. Only you won't get to enjoy it. My sweetheart doesn't share. The only thing I'll be driving into you will make Jigsaw seem more like Chucky with bigger balls.
...Ashe
You only wish your asshole was as big as the ass you think you are. Seriously, why do people think that just because they act like a dick that they have a bigger dick than really. You obviously don't have the balls to back up what your drunk mouth can't cash.
Motherfucker please. This is what cracks me up about going out. I almost miss the ignorant comments from the Sixth Street honour roll. The problem with people is that they say stupid shite while passing by. Gutless twats.
So this bitch -- and I say this because he acts like a castrated stain that never was -- tried to pay my sweetheart with a compliment about her cute outfit with an insult towards me. I, personally, was indeed highly amused being that I had made friends with Sailor Jerry to the tune of a threesome. But I'm still laughing about it and wanted to share. Those who think this city is laid back and welcoming need only take a stroll Downtown to see how pseudo-liberal and unprogressive it actually is here. Nevermind the condos going up around the west side of Downtown. The Warehouse District is snooty and Sixth Street ghetto. I'd hate this town truly if it wasn't for the fact that I try to learn to find the funny in its self-righteous ego -- it's absurd.
Indeed, you piece of mess. Jealous?! You aren't worth the cum your daddy shot into your cunt. Because if people actually had and RESPECTED their mother, they wouldn't make disrespectful comments in the presence of a lady regardless of their intentions for whoever stood next to them.
You can come to my house, and I'll strap you down and show you just how big my dick really is. Only you won't get to enjoy it. My sweetheart doesn't share. The only thing I'll be driving into you will make Jigsaw seem more like Chucky with bigger balls.
...Ashe