So I'm playing pool in my cowboy boots and some guy came up looks at my boots and goes, "you should've got the boots with the fur"
im a genious. moved my bed and mirror so i can watch the game while Fucking
He is drunkenly eating my teddy grahms and making little growling noises as he bites the head off of each one.
You don't have to be emotionally available for a blow job.
I was more traumatized by the table collapsing while i was going down on you.
I returned her cell phone that I found in the bathroom, I felt the stretcher and the ambulance was enough of a learning experience.
Watching her eat just hurts me
I have never fucking hated the horrible sound of dozens of off-key recorders BLARING their fucked rendition of "Fais Do-Do" in unison against the screams of an adult male... more than I do now. This is why people avoid teaching. Kill me. End it all.
I'm currently trying to figure out a way to fill the bathtub up with mashed potatoes so when he comes over he'll know what's about to hit him..
I think I might start referring to your vagina as a separate being now
You know more about his cock specs than his childhood. Proud of you
a day off where I don’t get laid would be worthless
Dignity. Ruined. Must. Smoke. Weed.
Sex. Target parking lot. I really am the mayor.
I’ve basically been controlling him with my tits for months now, so I can’t even imagine what would happen if I start banging him
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