Well, you're either very drunk or very high but I'll let it slide because I love any type of conversation concerning cheese.
her moans were so awkward that i kept asking "what" when she'd say my name...
But then he started to talk about his wedding he wants and I quote " and yes parts will be choreographed"
no, i remember trying to staple my nipples together. I just can't figure out where the hell stapler came from.
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Do I have a choice?
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Would be in best interest to sanitize the DVDs
You're lucky I'm tired or I'd take a pic of me mounting a reindeer yard decoration
No but I was fuckin done when I realized my acrylic nail caught fire when I was hitting the bong.
Today is a spill-drugs-all-over-myself kind of day.
He's all enlightened and liberal. My next beefcake will be much more Neanderthal.
I just used my dick as to measure where my desk would go because I don't have a tape measure or a ruler.
I just ordered a "football meatlong" from subway
I really don't think my body can handle another night of drinking
Lol you talk like you have a choice
I am worried that I am gonna die before the weekend is over
That was the best shit ever it was like an exorcism for my colon
I admit I fucked your best friend, but to be fair, you fucked the tristate area. So there's a good chance about 40% of those people are MY friends.
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