I think the phrase "bag of smashed assholes" describes it best
nothing as in nothinggggg kills the mood for me is when a girl with 4 cm nipple hair
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
the extent of background information i have on her is minimal, but it will get me in her pants
I'm graduating. Then you'll never see me again.
We better fuck soon then
You were yelling at the cops across the street saying they were at the wrong party
I'm making myself a nametag with my contact info and pinning it to myself like a kindergardenter in case I get lost when I black out on Sat.
Can we laminate it? Just to be safe.
We need to be on the same page regarding the 3some this time. No more "one of us should probably leave" moments.
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
He drank his beer out of his own shoe. Its his "party trick"
1. My arms are cement 2. I wish dogs could answer the phone
My sister texted me to say she just found a corn on the cob in her purse from last night. You need to party with us more.
I know we were going to go hiking today, but I don’t think I can face reality until Wednesday
Ugh it's 2016, why can't our bodies just shed fat on their own
We could never date. He doesn't drink and he won't bring me tacos after sex. He's on that healthy life bullshit.
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