are u sure the monkey wasnt drunk too
alright got my week's quota of sex in, ready for modern warfare 2
she sang that "this little piggy song" to my balls. and somehow made it work, with me only having two balls instead of five.
on a related note, did you know that the fire alarm in our apartment talks?
she got to the point every few minutes she checked to see if her boobs were still there.
I thought stuff was gonna go really bad after he filled the super-soaker with kerosene. but it all turned out pretty well.
The worst thing about it is now I have to find someone else to fuck in the library.
Girl, he can't tell you not to take a bump just because you work tomorrow. You're on a wedding diet, remember?
If I don't have the money by then, I'll pay you in sex.
It's going to be 23.5 times of sex and 19 blow jobs. I just googled it.
If you quit, you're not going to stick to our game plan of dead by 40. I will not be in the titty bar nursing home without you damning
Damnit.
So our trip to Disney World ended in the three of us stripping at a gay club in orlando.
It's whatever. I just want to see his dick again
I told her it would be awesome. We are all the same people. One of us would always be drunk, one of us would always be hooking up, and one of us would always be crying into a pancake.
I think I just did my first walk of shame. He sent me home with a watermelon from his farm. Southern one night stands.
i want to platonically make out with them, platonically. in the back of this minivan
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