I'm half single.
Please tell me it's the bottom half.
I just saw the dad from "Little People Big World" at the airport. I chased him down and congratulated him for beating the DUI.
She stuck a Big Gulp bend-y straw up his ass to see if he could handle anal.
Ew, and?!
Well he couldn't and the deal was he had to drink something using it afterwards.
Sometimes I wish there were a little bird hiding that would periodically go, "creep-per."
Smoking bowl and applying to community college. I now know how I got here.
We're not too concerned with getting her out of jail. We're on a mission for donuts.
"Tuesday" and "open-bar" shouldn't be used in the same sentence.
if he wont fuck me on the stairamster then i dont think theres much XXX shit going down
they described our state of being as looking similar to a crime scene....you were on the ground and i was running around screaming.
In other words, he somehow found his way to my apartment, wasted, and was naked on my new couch. Completely naked. It was too special to pass up.
I feel like I owe it to them to wear pants.
I know. I know. The man who pulled me from my mother's womb was the same man who had his fingers in my vagina today. My life is a joke. I don't know how to feel about this.
Would you consider masturbating to Hocus Pocus an adulthood high or low?
cake and sex. what better combination is there.
Your boobs are like a folk legend.
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