Fuck?...well quicky, i have to study...unless you can read my book while i bang you, then it can last four chapters
I can be that talented
So when does "going out for one drink" = giving some guy an HJ on the sidewalk?!?
I mean, I know going to rehab probably didn't make her a lesbian, but I can always hope
I need a gatorade, my back cracked, my crimper, my shot glass, a sock of rice and an explanation.
You did this to yourself.
Getting a vibrator would be like waving the white flag of surrender in this war against my vagina and its hormone army.
It's just weird. It's like Big Bird dating Meg Griffin.
I'd like to believe that in some alternate universe we are living this wonderful lesbian life together..
He looks like he was the one that always had koolaid stains around his mouth as a kid, he can fuck off.
Did we seriously just get into a fist fight over kit kats?
it was one of those unspoken contracts of silence like "I teach your daughter and you work at a strip club"...I don't tell if you don't
There's no such thing as shame in your world, is there?
How many more times can I say I need to get laid before you kill me?
Hey I need you to run the morning meeting, for reasons I can explain when I find out where I left my car
He just fucked me into paralysis. can't feel my hands or face.
Apparently my hair turned out really good because I got my butthole licked by a stranger last night
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