If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
then she stuck her tongue in my ass
I thought we were talking about reason you aren't going to marry her?
I have more bruises, scratches, and overall soreness from my birthday weekend than my car accident.
Frozen waffles and wine. Loneliness-party of one
We lost Kevin again. Probably kidnapped by fattie 2 or butter-face 2 from last night. We need names and any information you can give us. Last scene with his shoe laces converted into a belt.
I'm not sure how many more innuendos I can slip into this fucking conversation before I just blatantly say "I want to fuck you."
WHAT DID YOU SAW VERBATIM. VERBATIM IS SOBER FOR WORD FOR WORD
The pool of urine in the trash can signifies both a regretful yet successful night.
What if he turns back to me, finds me seemingly fondling my breasts, and thinks I'm turned on by eagles?
ted dressed as a cardinal led an expedition across campus. i felt like one of the 12 apostles.
I'm sorry your Amazon says buttplugs now
I used his number to look up his customer information at work. He's no longer saved as Magic Penis in my phone.
It's no shave November. This is our time.
I found you laying in a field of grass near the trail I jog on in the morning like a drunken Bambi.
You and your dick were a topic of high regard tonight
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