How's your Sunday morning ritual of shitting and throwing up at the same time going?
She was perfectly content just sitting in the middle of everyone blowing bubbles in the air.
She soaked the fruit in vodka for ten minutes and then mixed it with normal fruit and sherbert icecream. It was called "lottery fruit".
the bartender cut u off when u asked him for his screename so u could IM him later
i wanna pet his head its so fluffy. were gonna open a petting zoo
U were yelling that I wasn't generous or supportive. Then you kneeled and said this weird prayer about the windows and doors of your life.
He always takes me to get taco bell after we hook up in his car. It's sort of become a booty call tradition.
when you come home i just want to let you know we are cats now. and we are out of eggs.
Of course it may just be the context. A dish of dog food would look lovely next to your breasts.
Look,the guy had sex w/a Canadian prison guard on the deck of a cruise ship,he could blow any second.
I mean my dick does have feeling again, which is a step in the right direction
Like I don't care that he's a drug dealer, but I have a problem with his inefficient and ineffective business model.
The moment when you go to plug in someone else's phone in your car and your lube is in the way. Don't mind that it's just my center console car lube. Normal.
Not bad. Ran into Carlo. He shared a story about a sailor who got gonorrhea in his eye. It made me feel better about myself.
When I planned out my evening, "co-author lesbian vampire erotica" was not anywhere on my list of expected activities.
Me neither, but hey, this is where we've ended up. Let's embrace the moment.
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