Damn. That makes sense
I know im like the sherlok holmes of sexual problems
This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
okay, certainly we can't screw this up, and even as I type, I know we will
All I remember is lecturing my dog about how she's a lucky bitch to have a structured eating and shitting schedule.
Fortunately for myself I'm twice as smart and half as drunk as everyone else. All things considered I'm leaving here three-to-five times richer than when I arrived.
I. Put. Them. Back. We are NOT making a habit of jail visits.
Best part? I know that the likelyhood of this turning into an intimate relationship is like 4.25%
the cops were hovering over him then shinned a flashlight to the floor above ours, then I realized that some fucker jumped from the third story.
fuck our hall.
Yo plow her in the living room were all outside tommy wants to see
I'm 99.9% sure the people upstairs are using walki-talkies to talk to each other across the room. Too high for this shit
umm, I just masturbated to old Justin timberlake on MTV jams. in need of dick ASAP
Looked like a bag of smashed assholes and smelt like a brewery - still got morning sex. Marriage rules sometimes!
Do they sell "congrats in losing your virginity!" cards and do they come in gay?
oh. oh my god. i just had lunch with my mom with semen still on my face.
Like I thought me shitting my pants was bad today... Then the election happened.
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