i've come to the conclusion that there is no classy way to apply chloroseptic spray to your butthole.
but she was nice to me.
She was a fuckin STRIPPER.
There's a man in a pair of gray footie pajamas and a paper crown watching the kids at the playground. It was easier to tell who was a pedophile before Where the Wild Things Are came out.
the only muscles i have these days is kegels
she might purposely get aids just to give it to you. I think she might hate you that much.
I told him I'd have sex with him for fried cheese. Does that make me a hooker or just fat?
He has crabs, not bed bugs. I recommend incoporating a clinic on this mornings walk of shame route.
Someone wrote Kyle's bitch on me too. I dont even know who Kyle is.
Like. I probably should fuck him. I owe him for breaking his thumb.
You woke me up at 2 am to tell me I could pee in a golf club if I wanted to.
I'm eating tortillas right now. Like not cooked tortillas. Someone is playing the guitar. Man with bandana.
Lets just put it this way. Im meeting his nana after a mind blowing orgasm.
George disappeared two hours ago with a stripper named "delicious." Haven't seen him since
Threesomes are not as fun as you'd think. I left with a black eye and I'm not sure who's to blame.
We could have fun in a cardboard box. Think of the damage we could do at an amusement park!
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