I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
Yeah but his hole really smells sometimes
walked right past julianne moore (on her walk of shame this morning) god i love new york. :)
Look what our sorority has done to us...we're hitting on girls in hopes of getting an awesome little.
All I know is that it's pretty damn mean to put a glass wall in a bar.
I've started making all these amazing things...like bananas rolled in doritos..bandritos.
The bouncer yelled at him for poking at the guy selling roses, I think it's time to leave.
An hour ago, you were stranded out of state, and now you're getting laid? You are a god. Whatever you do, don't ask her name.
I invented the best game. It's called "what touched my exposed nutsack?" It can range from pillows to toothbrushes
I'm at the point where I'm gonna write in my mothers bday card. Happy birthday. Please stop having sex with the door open.
It's accurate though. I am legitimately passionate about pickles. I crave pickles the same way I crave sex. It is a deep rooted animalistic need
coughing up blood. I'm leaving for the doctor now. P.S. I just won $350 on the wheel of fortune machine in the casino.
Would you consider masturbating to Hocus Pocus an adulthood high or low?
He's gonna fuck me, then his girlfriend is going to come over and fuck me in front of him. And they're smoking me out. Happy birthday to ME
so i went to the bathroom and my thong was on sideways... i guess that solves the mystery
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