he just said he was sorry he wasnt been able to come by more often coz things are really crazy with that girl
you mean his girlfriend
this guy showed up at my house asking for his sword and cape. something tells me i shouldn't drink that much again.
the bulge in his pants is not junk. its hair. trust.
Well we can cross off dogs, dating sites, and real life as ways to help you meet a chick.
My cardio has turned into running out of the cold from bar to bar.
I finally got her to squirt but it wasnt a stream, it came out in the form of mist. I felt like I was in rainforest cafe.
Sundays have taken on a whole new meaning when I'm not in bed with an excruciating hangover.
the vast amounts of cleavage i'm sporting to my final says "no, I didn't study but don't worry I've got something lined up for when I don't graduate".
Of course it's dangerous. Why else would they hire us after we failed the drug test?
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
the sad thing is, im pretty sure she was serious about giving me head for my falafel
we made it to hole 3 and then just sat down on the fairway and finished off our case....cheered on other golfers as we let them play through.
she's like the billy mays of hookups...touch my boobs and i'll throw in this blow job ABSOLUTELY FREE
When you mimic motorboating Jennifer Love Hewitt, is it really that hard to understand why no one thinks you're straight?
It's national "dress up your pet day" come over. Drugs and dressed up cats..it's the shit dreams are made of.
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