Please stop sending me picture messages of your shit. Seriously. I don't care if it looks like popcorn chicken.
I just saw a midget ride by on a scooter...wearing a bowtie and a helmet. My life is complete.
No vaginas are yucky and I don't think you're old enough to handle one yet
Man when i saw they were the only ones hard core grinding to the Cha Cha slide against the wall, I knew they were gonna have sex tonight.
Now he's galloping around the bar. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
He knows my period schedule but not my work schedule.
Too bad you can't keep me under your desk. You'd love that wouldn't you? Massages, blowjobs, and I'd be forced to be quiet all day.
Ill give you a 4 hour blow job if you make my nephew go to bed.
Me too. We could do it like prostitutes. No kissing on the mouth.
From what I can tell at a cursory glance, it seems that last night I fell asleep on string cheese and it melted into my bra.
I got high and had sex with reindeer antlers on. It was magical and animalistic. Tia the season.
I've sold more douches working here than one man should sell in a lifetime
I emptied a Vyvance capsule into my coffee pot last night and set the auto start. Pretty sure I've been drinking meth all morning
I'm too pretty to be this sexually frustrated.
His butt is perfect. Like a twelve on a scale of one to ten. No idea about his personality or anything but that ass... I'm keeping him.
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