Sry I called you an 8
i mean really, i cant compete with a cucumber
Now that the olympics are over we have no excuse for getting belligerently drunk for nationalism every night.
I want her autograph on my taint
Maybe walking up to the cops busting our party with a "Things go better with Coke" t-shirt on and asking for my extra license back that my little brother got busted with wasn't the best idea of the night.
Im wearing all my glow sticks to bed so i know where my arms are at all times.
My last two google searches are "shiny things" and "Ohio consent laws." you should visit more often.
Today's forecast is horny with strong chance of booty calls. Low of Craigslist cruising, and a high of climaxing in a stranger's bed.
Well it's a moot point because I did have a sink & I peed in it.
Dude, I came home and you were passed out halfway through the front door in your Minnie Mouse outfit... with a beer still in hand
Whether ya want it or not, it's gonna happen. Assimilate to the gay
It was like 10 tiny penises being shoved in my vagina.
I'll accept that I'm a woo girl. Just not the drunk cowboy hat wearing bar mongering twat bag type
We won like $80 last night at the casino, so if we get the Plan B we still have enough to get your basic bitch latte from Dunkin. Calm down.
I don't know what it is about this quarantine, but I have never written this much smutty fanfic in my life and I am loving it!
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