I just did your MASH and your life is pretty unfortunate. Youre marrying the tech guy for love. you live in a shack and you're a hooker and you make $1 a day. you drive a brown limo and you have 7 kids
and that's why we call him explosion in my pants. no one remembers his real name.
I'm totally counting that party when he kept putting his hands down my pants as a date.
Going to a jewelry store high is not a good idea. I look like mr.t's wife.
she's sitting alone using her breathalyzer as a kazoo. help.
You started laughing mid-cry and when I asked you said, "my tears taste like vodka."
The kid in the park, who was on a leash I might add, looked at us and yelled "stranger danger" before hiding behind his dad
It's either my own vomit or popcorn butter in my ear right now. Banking on the second one.
We made popcorn last night. So it's both
You kept whispering "Party Dave" every time someone would start talking.
WHY DID I INFORM THE ENTIRE BATHROOM I DONT HAVE AN STD?!?!?!!
I posted her number in the m4m casual encounters area of Craigslist.
I guess her always saying "gay men love me!" will finally get put to the test.
Going to be a long day. text me later. Sorry I puked in your sink.
bought even stevens on dvd and enough weed and pizza bagels to last us a week.. ready to get snowed in?
Can we do lunch at 3? I have a blowjob scheduled for 2.
You schedule blowjobs?
At about 2:30 i found you passed out in my closet with your face covered in cheese whiz
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