you know he's having a sex change. I can't believe you called him "titty man" to his face....
My glasses are somewhere in your living room. Also, my underwear might be in your bathroom or on or around your porch. Sorry.
Get to the bar. Power hour leading up to the rapture.
Don't count me out just yet. Considering bartering a blowjob to see if that boy from work will take my shift.
K, so let's go ahead and say that mcnugget and margarita Tuesday was a bad idea
That would warm my breasts.
In this context breast is a metaphor for soul.
It sounds like I am drunk, but I am not. I just have a concussion.
He held back my hair as I puked, then kindly asked me to slightly move my head over and pissed right next to my face.
It's like a booty call, except its for tacos...and you're my brother.
Look bro I'll go half per boob with you, we split her.
I had 2 bags of iv saline fuilds for brunch and the buffet at the strip club for dinner. happy easter.
he played intl players anthem 4me and ate a strawberry out of my pussy
Jeff brought me a cup of coffee to my desk. He's getting a blow job.
See I am maturing. I just got in from my DRIVE of shame......
Once my new license was put into my hand, a light from the heavens shined down and pauly D's voice was in my mind saying ohh yeaaah 21 yeaaah
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