Oh yes. The girl who wanted me to watch her pee.
Had sex with him. My tampon is now in my brain. May need surgery.
He's either a really good actor or an actual prince, I'm fine with both so I'll sleep with him.
If we don't get kicked out of this hotel tonight for fucking too loud we're breaking up
I don't remember its real name, I just call it the Harrison Ford Cush after that idea with the Indiana Jones mask. I should just get high and sell people my ideas for their Halloween costumes all the time. I'd make a fucking fortune.
Is it cheating if its a threesome? This is more like a party game than infidelity.
Chick last night said she only gets off if she rubs her childhood blanket her parents gave her during sex
according to last night, I underestimated the size of my mouth and the possibilities of what can fit into it.
Just for the record, you referenced Harry Potter while complaining about being torn between the Slytherin (lesbians) and Gryffindor (your mostly straight friends) houses (tables)
Anyone see the sob who took the piñata?
I got my eyebrow ring humped out. How is that even possible?
So like, boobs.
are you really going to start every conversation like that?
Good to know. If our sexting moves past early 1900s vernacular, I'll be sure to use that once or twice.
I trusted a fart in Toronto. NEVER TRUST A FART IN TORONTO.
she glued two packs of googly eyes on you while you were blacked out. We talked her out of using her hot glue gun.
ummmm thanks
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