So how come you never look me in the eyes anymore when we make love?
I woke up this morning with my shirt on upside down.
You mean inside out.
No, upside down. I ripped the neck hole in the process of getting it around my waist.
I just told my parents that Capt'n Crunch does weird things to my mouth... my dad just stared at me
I have the Lakers game on, but all I can think about is having sex with you. Not sure what you've done here.
The panties match.
I'll be right there.
Babe, I need to be clear. I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE ANAL. Never. No anal. No "talking about it"
Congratulations on your lack of fetus.
He kicked in the door just as I climbed on top of him...and stood there. I felt like I was in a porn. It was invigorating.
My vagina loves me do-dah do-dah my vagina loves me do-dah do-dah
I picture you throwing your vagina around in the same fashion that they pass out candy at a parade.
She was eating leaves off of trees and saying it was salad, and even told a guy in passing that her favorite color was plaid.
I am walking funny today. And it's sad because it's from the bad encounter with the sidewalk rather than a good encounter with a stripper
Your text makes more sense read in reverse.
He just kept mumbling that he was too drunk for society and then he peed in a bush
One of my life goals was never to see an uncircumcised dick. I guess that's out the window now.
We turned his nipples into a drinking game.
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