So, we're in the car ready to fuck and she asks about my ex. I wave at my lap and say, "bye". She asks what I'm doing. I say, "waving goodbye to my erection"
I was so drunk last night I wanted to download a Busta Rhymes album.
I don't care where my tongue is but i t's going to be in all the pictures.
It sucks..Now I'm depressed because appearence wise, she's the closest to my favorite pornstar I'll ever get..
And I know a few people wouldnt want to even be around high people. Which is sad. But jet packs are cool.
we made out at a charity event. really i was helping the fight against aids...
Yeah got a self inflicted broken nose.
Just took last nights make up off with a sock. That hungover.
It's all good. Going back to my room to try and air out my balls.
So apparently someone caught him as he was falling. And carried him around the rest of the night.
Turns out she left way earlier. So I'm stuck with this guy asking where he can score meth and if I'm really straight.
I've made a single handle of rum last like three weeks and my mom hasn't even acknowledged it.
Your poor dick will look at you and scowl for all the abuse he's going to take this week.
Gatorade without vodka just doesn't taste the same
Any luck with the purse?
No, though I did find her weed. Also her sons name is King. I'm uncertain how I feel about that
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