pertaining to a hard p-n-s soaked in its own s-m-n due to s-x with ones own hand.
i don’t have a girlfriend, so every time i m-st-rb-t- its a wet log.
s-snap c-chat m- me t- that d-d-ck scmtd in my dm
a really f-cked up fanfiction/s about ron(ald) weasley and his erotic love for chicken. although this is harry potter we’re talking about, these kind of stories are not recommended for children under 18 dude 1: i read a story about chickron, it was amazing! dude 2: dafuq is chickron? dude 1: a story about ron […]
the art of a woman not wearing a bra . wingsuitn’ is to bras, like comando is to underwear. “i was running so late this morning i forgot to put on my bra so i’m wingsuitn’ it today.” “whoa, headlights 12 o’clock!” “yeah, she’s totally wingsuitn’ it!”
miscellaneous small stuff stuck on something (i.e. your face or mirror) that won’t come off man, this stuff will not come off mirror – it’s like permaschmutz.
this is the response you give to anyone who tells you they are a flexitarian “oh, you’re a flexitarian? well, i’m a bullsh-tarian.”