Don't cheat on me with the blonde bimbo religi freak
I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole
She's blonde
I just went through her cupboards. Eye patch and sword. nowhere near each other. different shelfs.
the can pyramid on my head actually reached a decent height before I moved.
He did the "not my house dance." Apparently it involves spreading cereal on the floor and then grinding into the carpet in bare feet while singing "not my house" over and over and dancing.
My meds have diminished my sex drive, this must be what regular women feel like
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
The packers need to win more often, Andrew keeps drunk calling me and confessing his undying love for me in between puking and taking more shots.
drunk in woodshop so don't even say "I SAWWW THIS COMING." I know you're thinking it.
I don't remember much and some girl almost convinced me to jump off the bridge while she held my stuff...
but you were the sluttiest panda there and you need to embrace it
We got to his house, cuddled while watching game of thrones, then fucked during the repeat airing.
who knew tequila and Christmas cookies would go so well together
It was somewhere in between an airport security patdown and a medical examination. No groping or squeezing, just brief pokes and pats.
She fucked my eyebrows.. I've never had that done before.
Wait... Plucked, or Fucked?
Fucked, but I understand your need to clarify
this kid sitting diagonally in front of me is searching "cheap bongs" on google. hahahhaaha. who does this kid think he is?
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