Do you feel that fire radiating from matt's crotch for you
Gross. gingers suck
I feel like this woman may give her husband a hand job mid way through dinner. just saying.
The highlight of my Saturday night was singing along to the sound of music alone in my room.
Funny, I didnt know that facebook statuses were for crappy song lyrics
Pray the makeout fairy visits me this weekend.
Yes, do intervene. Unless it involves cowboys with loud trucks and hard 9 inch dicks. Then just come back for me in the morning.
Her throat is strong enough to gargle peanut butter. I'm sure you were satisfied.
Lets just say I chased with a burrito.
I know, my friend Erin took me into the bathroom at work and poured pickle juice on me.
Let's fuck under the stars. And by under the stars I mean in my bed underneath my glow in the dark star stickers.
Aaand now my client contact has seen your boobs.
i turned around and there he was, right in my face. i was mid deep throat of a hot dog that i was eating with my hands and no bun. you win FSU, you win.
The taste of regret at 8am, yup that taste is Jack Daniel's
He keeps singing a song about someone called the dayman.
....fighter of the Nightman?
we should get together and get drunk.
On a Monday?
don't discriminate against mondays.
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