I told them you could toss a salad like wolfgang puck
its not facebook stalking, its market reasearch
i literally laid in bad for an hour last night thinking of what i'm going to name my cats when i become a cat lady.
and I was crying with the towel lady in the bathroom of the bar about the tragedy in Haiti. Then we hugged before I left and I gave her 10 dollars.
You were passed out on the chair and when I asked you if you were okay you looked up and said "I'm fine, I was just pretending for a picture" then passed out again.
Just found my shirt from Saturday, got an automatic contact buzz.
A Bum and I jusst hugged. its not even 8 pm.
I feel like his penis would have a weird haircut because he does.
Tequila pump. I'm ecstatic your engineering degree has real world application.
Also, I called my liver hardcore in front of vet students last night and then wound up having three of them trying to palpate it. So...not saying that again.
I don't want sex or anything I just really need someone to appreciate how shiny my hair is
I guess there's no delicate way to say "I'm 90% sure I sucked his dick in the bathroom of the bar."
AND ONCE AGAIN, MY VAGINA HAS STRUCK AGAIN. HER PLANS TO TAKE OVER MARYLAND ARE WELL ON THEIR WAY AS SHE CONTINUES TO ENGULF EVERY QUEER IN A 10 MILE RADIUS
On a unprofessional note, there's a new girl in photo.
That wasn't unprofessional. The fact that I'm going to fuck her is unprofessional.
Are you really trying to argue your case that you seduced my cat?
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