i just found a bag of weed behind my capital one card. i guess that's what's in my wallet.
i get tired of guys telling me there married or they have a girlfriend. they act like it concerns or matters to me
The streak lives on, still havent been to Towson without throwing up
she told me that she was curious about how cum tasted. of course i left you.
When we woke up, I asked if we could play "what does your name rhyme with".....he said 'bave' thank god it was easy
Reason #57 I am going to fail the bar... it's Tuesday and i'm drunk at Toy Story 3.
All he said was "Yeah, there's a lot of air down there. And penis."
Ordered weed last night from the delivery service, and who showed up...my old real estate broker. He said, "this is less stressful." Duh.
dude what did you give her she's eating her pocket lint
So I just saw Jonah Hill at LAX and decided my fat fetish is back
You should go to counseling for that
I feel like someone kicked me repeatedly in the ribs. I don't think sex is supposed to do that.
Just realized that St. Patty's is on a Saturday this year in case you were interested in coming to New York and redefining bender with me.
Maybe if more guys knew my pillowtalk occasionally includes me scribbling notebook diagrams of cell signalling pathways, I'd get laid more often
I behisseth at your soul from the deepest darkest depths of the earth
Talked to the dude for a hour . I now know where he lives, his occupation, his goals, his dreams and what his dick looks like.
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