Milquetoast, coolest word ever.
You got so drunk you kept singing the Sailor Moon theme song and kept making everyone call you Sailor Venus.
I woke up to a paper award certificate for best blow job and he was gone. You're welcome mystey man.
Say it nicely.
Fine. I want to lovingly bend you over and lovingly fuck the shit out of you. Happy?
If she's telling you consent laws theres probably a reason
apparently i told her i wouldn't press charges if she brought me food.
These margaritas aren't just going to regret themselves.
I was trying to be an adult about it and simply deal with the situation, but a bowl seemed much more comforting.
Its like the two hemispheres of my brain are in a death match but are two evenly matched for either side to win kinda drunk.
This election needs to be over, im tired of girls asking who im going to vote for mid hookup
Just visited the liquor store.... for the 4th time today. shits gonna get weird
Low key that was incredibly dangerous to let me wield a sword at this point in the night
We could have mediocre awkward sex or mediocre stunted/awkward/uncomfortable banter. The possilities are relatively finite
Oh BTW the next time I see you I don't care where we are your dick will be going into some part of my body.
She shit herself again. We're calling her the "Queen of Sharts".
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