I can already tell this is gonna be one of those parties where we sit across the room and text about people.
I dont need to watch it. And stop comparing your life to Entourage.
I can't believe we just used the phrase "jizz to juice ratio" in casual conversation.
Some one left their pants in the elevator.
My glasses are somewhere in your living room. Also, my underwear might be in your bathroom or on or around your porch. Sorry.
I think their strategy was based on people bein at a beach, seein a rainbow, and havin an orgasm at the same time.
I JUST HAD PHONE SEX. WHILE TAKING A BATH. FOR AN HOUR. EATING A PLATE OF BURRITOS. TOP THAT SHIT.
I mean, I thought you would respect me for turning your life around for the better. It seems just yesterday that I found you in a ditch with a cock in your mouth.
I have a surprise for you
Is it drugs? I want drugs. Or a puppy!
This is actually a pretty big deal for him. I mean, he contacted a stranger out of concern for someone else instead of for sex.
That does show growth.
Because nothing screams stable like yelling at a guy in a bar because last time you hooked up he stole your underwear.
Lemme put it this way babe, at point you were naked in Target.
Where were you?
Laughing
Still fucking the ballerina?
She can put her legs behind her head.
Enough said
Video on mandys page of you drinking upside down was finally put up...too bad all the comments were about me and him fighting in the background while he screamed "BLOW BIG BETSY!'
There is a baby in my apartment. What the fuck happened last night?
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