Whenever I'm sad I just imagine if babies were born with mustaches...
No he didn't understand the sequence...then I started texting him these texts with vagina strategically spelt correctly in jumbles of letters.
We are lost and the only things we have are peanut brittle, cookies and vodka. I think we'll make it.
we've had our differences but let's set them aside, go home and fuck
Is it a good time to tell him he's getting too clingy if he sent me a picture of my name spelled with Cheerios?
Though I feel a moral obligation to take you there, point out all of the male supervisors and slap you on the wrist and yell, "NO!!"
Just specific performance'd my way into her pants. I literally said specific performance and that shit worked. Thanks B. Law!
Also.. The Hobbit does not look like a cartoon. We were just too fucking high.
Nothing wrong with a few meaningless hookups. Keeps the mind occupied and the body satisfied
Currently watching Zombie Sharks while high. This is why I love Shark Week.
I just used my dick as to measure where my desk would go because I don't have a tape measure or a ruler.
I woke up to half of the whiskey bottle gone, and apparently I showered in my clothes. Pretty good start to SB2015 I'd say?
Yeah just pls explain the dishes and the dildo. I don't want to lose my job over a dick in the cooler.
Ate his Chinese food and drank his beer and played with his chihuahua. All while wrapped in a towel while he was sleep.
the coup got in the way of sex but inauguration day came thru we did it joe
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