So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
have you ever been in a public bathroom and someone walked in, and you played "Fat or Crying" based on her breathing?
she'd have to be at LEAST a cup size bigger for me to even consider putting up with her voice
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
Yes, he made a MIX CD for our booty call...
We could all 3 jump out of a cake in just tophats. A true marble cake.
I woke up with my panties in the cat food dish, and everything covered in honey and bruises.
I'm serious-it was like trying to deep-throat a minivan.
oh so have I but I'd still suck a dick or 20 in the name of freedom.
Like you can't just be like oh bb and THEN SEND ME A FUCKING PICTURE OF MY 8TH GRADE FAT SELF IN A TACO COSTUME
Also my roomate used some of my condoms so she gave me her hummus. Great trade
I'm a mess. I mean I almost got off but I'm a fucking rubics cube down there so il givenhim the point
also, my mom just called to make sure the dick tattoo on your arm was fake..
I just want to find somebody intelligent enough to trick my parents into thinking she's not a trophy wife. Is that too much to ask?
Don’t judge me
Some of us don’t have access to dick on a constant basis
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