they are potato oles. Do not fuck with the potato oles.
they are potato oles. Do not fuck with the potato oles.
Seriously?
basketball shorts in my vicinity just remind me that the odor of ball sweat is close at hand.
you back off! Poussey is my prison wife!
I'm truly praying that if I give him time, he will realize that his decision would totally derail both of our lives. The not knowing is excruciating. I don't even know where to begin with figuring this out. He didn't deserve that. I just don't know if he'll give me another chance.
I don't know what to do. I'm supposed to move to a different city in one week with my boyfriend. I've been really stressed out an admittedly taking it out on him. I got wasted, we got in a huge fight. He left and is staying with his parents. Won't talk to me. It's been two days. He took his computer and his art and…
people or rather, institutions, are so pointlessly rigid. Who the fuck cares. What is the justification for banning this? It's this kids cultural identity. What difference does it make in the proceedings of graduation? Oh, right. This kid will be affirmed in his desire to maintain his heritage. Can't be having any of…
Thank you. For some reason I was picturing some sort of foot warmer/massager. Which I now want.
I just don't understand who the market is for this. Surely, it's supposed to be a joke and not actually intended for use. Is this something people are expected to buy for a bachelor party gift so it just ends up in someone's junk drawer? Why would anyone waste money on this?
what's a footy?
I must try one of these crunchie bars you speak of. Amazing.
one of my first serving jobs was at a casual family chain whose name rhymes with "Blerkins". Cheap food, half of it frozen and microwaved, kids-eat-freeTuesdays (oh, those were the best...ugh) and we were also open 24-7. I was in my first year of college, so when I was asked for my availability, I wrote that I was…
Wow. I read that headline as "Epic Shitting Stories". I need sleep.
I don't recall which company it was, but I do remember a commercial where the woman was relieved not to be pregnant. This was a few years ago, and I remember being like, way to go, pee stick company.
It's Georgia. Usual logic does not apply. Sometimes I wonder if my boyfriend can smell my vag when he brushes his teeth. He probably can.
Electric toothbrushes, Aww yeah.
cassiebear has junk, and therefore likes sex toys.
girl's got some pipes, too
I was just thinking the same thing. I'm not usually into looking at celeb pics, but I love looking at these women.
I love them! I love them all!