so the situation is a+b=c where "a" is how much you weight, "b" is my gravitational pull, and "c" is how erect your penis is.
She threw all the patio furniture in the pool saying she was building a castle.
He;s fine. He just kept saying "hurricane Gordon is coming to shore" and flexed his muscles a lot.
I want the one making out with the dumpster. Is that bad?
There's a really old guy here with a really young girl. I'm guessing he has to make choo choo train noises to get his dick in her mouth.
I'm not leaving bed today. And i guess my drunken ass last night hit my roommate in the face with a tiki torch then proceeded to cry while carrying around a picture of he who must not being name. I'm a piece of work.
You should make it a point to use vocabulary that is competition appropriate around him, like "champion" and "training" and "victory sex"
Listen. You seriously only live once... there aren't that many cinco de mayos left until someone knocks u up and u have to have a shotgun wedding. Man up.
It was disgusting, and I would've rather licked the condensation off the windows instead, but I figured that's wasn't very ladylike
If your mother gets up on the bar again, I will. The bouncer already had a talk with her earlier.
I cnant read. Cheetos goen. Help. Grt Cheetos.
The last thing I remember was wearing a sombrero and trying to do cartwheels in the club
You did one successfully. Then smashed into the wall
I've sent two unsolicited tit pictures in less than 24 hours. I'm the female version of a fuckboy.
I'm not saying you're stupid, just that you have bad luck when thinking...
are you the reason the first floor girls' bathroom smells like weed?
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