i just shit 3 out of the 4 types of matter
I least I know I can't get pregnant because it's on my hair
i wanted to go smoke pot, so i told my mom i was getting tutored. she asked what time i would be back, i told her learning doesn't have a curfew
next time a party gets busted lets get a group photo first.
i'm having flashbacks of crying and telling you i was made out of egg salad.
He is juggling broken glass botttles, I think its time to cut him off...
I have a king size bed, I guarantee multiple orgasms, and I'll give you a ride home in the morning. Respond quickly.
Can you explain to me how i got kicked out of a bar last night, from outside the bar?
how does 'resolution to respect myself more' follow 'he fucks me really hard'?
The next time you try to drunkenly strip me in public let's make sure it's not anywhere near the daiquiri factory or a group of police officers.
I desperately wanted to wear your shirt.
I gather from Facebook you got drunk last night and took semi naked pictures of yourself?
I don't believe in coincidence. I believe in the stars aligning perfectly to sodomise me in public. Who ever said I was cynical?
Curdled. you forgot that word. It was a curdled buttery nipple shot.
Not only did she fulfill a life long dream of mine of banging in a library, she bought me subway for lunch. I feel like I got the best gold star ever today.
So far my survey results are telling me to pawn the ring. Thoughts?
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