she was wearing a cheetah print one-piece and i slept with her anyway. big mistake.
Finally jerked of with a banana peel.
We couldn't find any ping pong balls, so we used a fishing bobber. Could we be more country?
Dude they are all farmers and I'm pretty sure there's a prostitute here.
it took me 7 solid minutes to realize "egggGSaucetingf" meant "exhausting"
NEVER LET ME DO THIS AGAIN I FEEL LIKE I'M GONNA SHIT MYSELF TO DEATH ARGHHHHHGHHG IS THIS WHAT DYSENTERY FEELS LIKE
It's a delicate game of how much porn can I look at without the other interns noticing.
not totally sure where im at but i think i've definitely woken up on this couch before. bong on the coffee table looks familiar. should be able to find my way home
I'm confused as to why I have a picture of your boobs in response to a photo of my father
posting about faith hill is really not helping you get me into your bed
I really dont wanna go to a traffic light party. I have nothing red to pretend I'm taken with. Without something red my "my girlfriend is away in the mines" story wont work.
My boobs love her too. She makes them feel important even though they're small
He started making out with my boobs. I didn't know whether to be proud of my boobs or ashamed of my mouth.
um care to explain the stolen chinchila under greg's bed..i'd be fine with it if it wasnt chewing up the stash
I'm fucked-out. That state of being high between fucked up and passed out.
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