no, he's only a walking dick if he mans up. right about now he's just a walking transgender.
i either just walked in on pete wacking off to webmd or he was checking his dick for herpes
it's amazing how much more room there is in my purse when I'm not carrying alcohol in it
Talking her gay man friend into dancing with me officially makes me the world's best wingman. ever.
YouTube is recomending me a video on how to make a home made meth bong, what has my life come to?
Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
She just ended a sentence with "and he doesn't even mind my herpes..."
bring the dog... nobody goes to jail with a dog.
THE HALLOWEEN QUEST WILL BE PICS OF US IN OUR COSTUMES IN EXCHANGE FOR DICK PICS. IT HAS BEEN DECIDED.
Vodka and tater tots have managed to satisfy me more than most of the guys I've slept with.
All I want to do is ice my pussy, but then my husband would probably infer that I was not at a business meeting last night.
You threw up a gallon of vomit. I really have never seen anything like it in my decade of partying.
You threw him in the dryer?
He went in of his own accord. Mumbled something about experiencing the blossoming of popcorn.
I've been on the cocaine and semen diet for the last 24 hours, lunch sounds great.
My husband is waiting until son is napping and air humps as a seduction tactic. Pray for me.
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