It's a sad day when you have to slightly move your fupa to shave.
New rule: no balls on the kitchen counter.
i threw up on the blunt... he was pissed.
i'm in workout clothes. this is progress.
Take this only to mean that we love you, but we're having a serious, half-hour, hypothetical discussion about how far we think we could throw you.
Are you also wondering how we get home after the party bus?
Home?
begin the sex magic rocket ship countdown
FUCK YOU. AH. FUCK BOTH OF US MORE BOOZE.
MAS TEQUILA.
He wants to hookup..at the fair..this is our chance to leave him stranded with no clothes.
Dude. If I met a dinosaur right now. we'd totally be on the same page. Brainwaves and shit.
Just wanted to let you know it's 3am and, at this point, I believe your sister has more of my semen in her than I do. So suck on that, fuckface.
You don't know how much I love you. You could play Careless Whisper while we have sex and I'd still love you
Please hurry. I'm the only one here who's not an attorney with a trophy wife.
Meh, all I have to do tomorrow is proctor an AP test. No loud noises and no physical activity allowed for almost 4 hours. Sounds like the perfect recovery period for a hangover.
COME HERE AND I WILL SUCK YOUR COCK UNDER THE LIGHT OF THIS BEAUTIFUL ELECTRICITY
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