1:32 am: your girlfriend looks like a man
1:48 am: your uglier
I would do horrible things to your vagina.
Prove it.
there was a trapeze. enough said
the doormen always congratulate him in spanish as he walks me downstairs in the morning
the extent of background information i have on her is minimal, but it will get me in her pants
There's 12 honey baked hams in my fridge. I vaguely recalled you organizing a "Midnight Ham Run."
After skinny dipping in your pond, I think me and tequila have added a whole new dynamic to our relationship.
I'm hoping you can explain why I woke up with what I believe is pumpkin pie all over my body
He played a tape of his mad rapping skills after the final...his rapper name was Mad Stylz and he rapped about all the pussy he got in the 90's. I love Sociology.
But fine, we can play that game. You can come over and we can have totally platonic, long, boring discussions. Or we can fuck. Whatever.
You leave me no choice. Your vagina is grounded. It can just sit there and think about what it's done.
Stop thinking your God dude. You passed out. God doesn't pass out...
When he sent me a picture, I swear my vag frowned. That tiny.
Seriously I'm dying. All my insides are fighting their way out of me. With light sabers and machetes.
I'm fucking camped out by the bathrooms. I think the poopatrator is in there. Wtf is my life
Almost an end to the saga.
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