So when jo picked me up from the bar I kept apologizing and kept telling her "I'm just a wittle donut"
Good face, no body. And apparently her vagina is related to chewbaca.
Not enough clothes on. Not enough vagina. Not enough drugs in my body.
You don't have to believe me. My vagina knows it happened.
Just had sex with your cousin. That's what you get for throwing away a perfectly good microwave. Hopefully you learned from this experience.
You're just mad because I look hotter in my mug shot than you do in yours
It's just not a Friday night unless I'm getting propositioned by a guy in a wheelchair via Facebook messenger...
I reek of latex and grilled onions.
Mission accomplished.
I have to have sex on a bidet. I'm not sure what kind, but it's reason #4 for an Italian vacation!
My mom said she saw you at the grocery store. Said you looked like you were "headed for a Lindsay Lohan quarter life crisis of sorts"
how fucking stupid do you have to be to think I'm going to accept your friend request months after falling asleep during one night stand sex?
I was cock-blocked by a swat team last night.
Can you send me the picture of me licking the cows udders?
Upstairs definitely just had sex while I wrote you love poetry. That was a fun experience 🤷🏻♀️
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My boobs are too perky to pay that much for a car
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