i was just at lovers lane looking for gifts for a bachelorette party.....with my mom
It's not a real calculator it's a math calculator
His internet searches, listed chronologically: sex slave, volunteer sex slave, lava
i just found my sim card.....i hid it in my tylenol bottle....i guess to ensure i would find it mid-hangover
I am waking up at 7am to go to church with him and his family... I better get eaten out tonight.
Well, I just watched him puke into his pitcher at the bar, I doubt he cares about anything other than the fact that he needs a new beer.
I have no idea what's going on.... I just want to wear my horse sweatshirt and drink vodka.
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sitting alone on a bench with a sombrero and a bottle of vodka. really angry i got here before you guys.
i actually texted him "nice to see you" but then there was a saved draft "i think about you when i get off." dodged that bullet...
He fucking took my shirt off and didn't even touch my boobs. What the actual fuck.
Church parking lot, park bench, front porch. I think she's more comfortable going down on me in public. May have found the one.
yes, i'm a douce. but i'm a high quality douche.
Is it okay that we fucked on my car hood, in his driveway, at 4 am with cars passing by ?
conclusion: canadians have really freaky sex
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