So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Also just realized how inappropriate it looks to other drivers to finish bottles of cheap champagne at stoplights
As a side note, my abs are sore. Most likely cause? Orgasms. Thank you.
I thought about farting is his face when he was going down on me last nite.
I think the main reason you were throwing up so much was the quart of soap you chugged trying to burp bubbles. you came close
wearing my roomate's scarf as a dress...halloween 2011 ladies and gentlemen
Someday you'll be stoned enough to create a one-person step team and then you'll understand
Also I have uncooked pasta. I was hoping that could get cooked at your place. Don't ask about the circumstances that I came into ownership of uncooked pasta
HOW LONG TILL THESE DRUGS WEAR OFF. I WORK IN ONE HOUR, I REPEAT, I WORK IN ONE HOUR.
He has a bathrroom scale in his room with an alarm attached to it so anything over 150 sets it off and in his drinking stupper he can make a run for it.
Just in case you forgot, last night you came home drunk and pissed all over my laptop. You owe me a laptop.
Fun fact. A penis can be used to catapult cheetos.
Do you want to get naked and order pizza with me
So I heard her yell at him and I went downstairs to find he had lit up each one of my smokes and taken just one drag off each and had em lined up on the table. She says he "experiments" when on Ambien.
My prof handed me back my essay on Lesbians in literature, gave me an A and then we had sex in her office. Told you she was gay.
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