I am going to fall madly in love with a ginger, marry the ginger and have lil ginger children running all around town. Oy
You shut your mouth
So... how did lowering your standards work out last night?
We're pretty sure the 'pocket' aspect of the hot pocket is unnecessary. Testing our theory now.
Lowest moment of my life just occurred. I literally threw up all over myself in front of my parents.
its not fair. if i was a guy, i'd be getting a high five for banging two in one night.
remember to ask your mom about the name of her pet duck so we can name the bowl
I tried telling the cop that I don't do drugs, and that if he'd just take me home I could prove it by showing him my D.A.R.E. certificate.
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
The best part about living in a college town is the annual rush of senior girls who want to get in their lesbian experiment before they graduate.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
Just traded a sandwich for anxiety drugs outside the club. I fuckin' LOVE this place.
There is no issue with you seeing me...morally or ethically. we'll update your resume anyway. I really need to have sex with you later. Really
Do you feel better now that you've sent me a picture of your dick?
Yep.
Dude, he danced with the dog that some random chick was carrying at the bar. Then the dog jumped out of his arms and ran away. THAT definitely deserves a drink.
He kept saying "Ayyyyyyy" during foreplay... during sex.... during everything! It felt like I was having sex with friggin Fonzie from Happy Days!
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