You'll put your fingers inside me but you won't be my FB friend?
Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
Miracle whip is the devil's jizz.
OMG! Someone dumped chocolate soft-serve in the bathroom! Dibs!
I hope you shit your pants in a socially devastating situation.
And then he said "I can't get blown while Gordon Bombay and Mr. Holland stare at me from the TV"
I closed that bar. Sang every Beatles song in the book. Made Somoan friends.
I walked in and she was doing shots, betting the managers if any of the customers would notice, and screaming that nothing would ruin her Saturday night. Say what you want, I like working with my sister.
well we could tame deer to let us ride on them. does that work?
then he tried to convert me to islam
I don't care how great the sex was, I cannot unsee what has been seen. I regret ever stalking his Facebook.
You rode your bike four miles to my house. Yelled "I'm so high!" Then crashed into his car. It's a problem.
I'm more of a "get high and take a bath" kinda guy.
I'll be honest, this year's Vegas trip will be nothing short of disappointing if there's no repeat of the angry ménage a trios in a closet.
I am watching a girl dressed up as santa, full on fat suit, try to fight a six foot 200lb man. A reindeer threw beer on everyone. Shit is going down
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