I'm laying in your front yard are you home
I hope I'm pregnant just to spite you.
The highlight of my Saturday night was singing along to the sound of music alone in my room.
It just gets louder and louder too...dear god. Her poor vagina.
I'll call you tomorrow. I'm ok and back i love you goodnight.
I stole a bike. Here's a pic
Porch rule of tonight: when you sing, you must use "something" as a microphone. The person to use the most "creative" object gets the door prize...so far Stephie is winning with Jennifer's dog.
She is sending me pics of her sex faces...which totally counts as sexting in my book
He visits one Denver strip club and now hes moving there
We are so blessed to to have nicely shaped vaginas
I thank god almighty everyday
I'm the Oprah of jello shots
I think the sex rug burn on my back is infected, can you check it out when you get home?
Well, I can't remember Thursday and my left ass cheek hurts like hell, I'm guessing Mike's bachelor party was a success.
Sorry I can't pick up... thought process is fine but too stoned to form words.
Sexual side note: sushi and cum do not mix well. That is all.
Do you think Ashley had her twin sister tag in for our date? The sex was different and I think a mole was missing
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