Do not fold, spindle, or mutilate.
This vajayjay is not a toy.
I actually taste like the dreams of naughty bloggers, but close!
Shit. I've been using the stroller wrong all this time.
Mmmm, Keanu. Delicious.
That's funny because I taste like the dreams of happy children. That is, unicorns and sparkles. I taste like a My Little Pony.
Whenever I see pictures of Halle Berry, I too think that God is a benevolent architect.Not in her Catwoman gettup, though. Rowr!
"I taste like the dreams of mad children" is absolutely brilliant. :)
Don't the dreams of mad children taste like everything from McDonalds? Is that person saying he/she tastes like a Big Mac?
'I taste like the dreams of mad children', and its in blood to... I just assume he means chicken
I'm going to go out on a limb and suggest that the asian fellow in this post is gay.
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