I have a pretty basic diameter of my vaginal abyss. I'm sure it won't hurt.
she literally pooped in the closet. i sent the picture to everyone i know.
Its like after 6 beers, the clap doesn't scare me anymore.
I am at 2.05 miles in under 11 minutes. So either this thing is broke or I should always work out wasted.
there was a sad and surprising lack of "did strippers and blow" in that sentence
Never again. I promise. My old gay body can't handle that much adrenaline twice.
I have six drafts of messages to you that just say "blood" and I have no idea where they came from.
"drunk introduce yourself to everyone colleen" came out last night... you kept grabbing guys faces that you just met and just kept saying their names over and over and over again so you wouldn't forget.. then would see them 5 minutes later to introduce yourself again..
It was over as soon as he asked if he could name my vagina pancake.
The amount of drugs I did this weekend make me concerned about my health but at the same time fascinated to see if I could do more
I just watched two grown men tickle-fight. Just glorious. No words.
After closing we did it on every flat surface in the bar. Best use a coaster if you're coming to happy hour today.
It's been two dates and she just invited me to her aunts funeral. I can't even. Who the fuck does that? I need to drink I'm coming to get you in 5
Can cross "get fingered at a state park" off my bucket list
"Only you can prevent yeast infections."
The part of "Dave" will now be played by "Rob." Rob, why don't you unzip and show Dave why that is.
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