He asked about stds. I told him I don't have any... which I don't. They are now called sti's. Whooopsie
I'm going to take the bottles back.. And maybe get an x-ray
my one-armed grandma is doing the YMCA. you figure it out.
well when do great stories at the expense of people's relationships become a bad thing?
well, 500 bucks doesn't grown on trees, and i need that bear suit for any chance of vagina access.
I gave her at least chlamydia. Maybe worse. She is also into chicks and loves taking naked pics. It's like the less I believe in Jesus, the more he rewards me.
Fuckers are stealing our internet and making my porn stream slowly so I changed the password for VanceRefrigeration to RyansaCunt. No spaces but capitalization.
We need to figure out what we are doing for halloween asap. I'm not going out like a punk ass bitch burger king again this year.
he made a bon jovi sex playlist and started crying when "i'll be there" came on... how was your night?
Where did you go?
I'm not really sure. They have flavored vodka. I like it and I'm never leaving. Ever.
Glitter fights sound a lot funner in theory.
I had a dream that we had an entire sofa made out of cocaine.
Ur creepiness is now affecting my life and I'm not okay with it
So chicken strips and confidence do not you make you sober.
Mandatory face masks - finally, a solution for lip augmentation failures and bad breath.
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