who do you think you are?
someone who doesn't ask that question
when I'm not with you everything just looks like crayon scribble
i feel like im doing the pre-walk of shame..like every car that drives by is like, ooooo look at that girl, in that itty bitty dress, yep shes about to get her skank on tonight...
Walk of shame was bad enough, but farting with each step as I walked past his roommates was just not cosmically fair.
When I find myself drinking from a boot I just go with it and refuse to ask why.
high enough to want to lick peanut butter off of Michael Buble's vocal chords as he serenades me.
do you remember yelling at the waitress that you were a power bottom?
On a lighter note, my mom and I were playing scattergories, and for "things that you keep hidden" we both put dildo. Proof that we really are related.
He took the Gold in Olympic clit licking last night. Canada should be proud.
And, through a series of unfortunate events, I am at my grandmothers birthday party in a short dress and no underwear
For sure. Gotta go. Building an igloo.
AFTER I licked the bald guys head they told me we weren't playing
I'll ask around, all of my friends have girlfriends now for the most part though so they're all dead inside
Instead of saying hi she asked if she could touch your dick through your ski bib and NOW I understand why you wore it to the bars
i forgot how loud opening a beer is in a house where your not allowed to drink
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