i dont know you, but i just did a line with your business card.
Just walk through the Honors dorm on a Saturday night. You'll feel better about yourself.
Maybe my heart is located in my vagina
let me put this in terms we both understand. he was the crunchwrap supreme of men--the perfect combo of all things manly, gooey and delicious. and ready for instant enjoyment.
sometimes i wish i had boobs. not on me. just like in a drawer.
I don't remember how we paid for the cab. I do however remember giving him my heels 2 help with the bill.
I don't care what anyone says I want strippers at my funeral.
Come outside. The vendor wants to go out strong tonight! Russian hooker interviews. Don't ask. We leave in 3 minutes.
i'm sitting in class and looking at who would die if all the fans suddenly fell from the ceiling. i guess i have next year to pass history..
Yes, he made a MIX CD for our booty call...
Ok I am NOT pregnant. I could shove coal up my vagina and my uterus would turn it into a diamond in a matter of minutes
she walked through the crowd, completely naked, slapped a pool attendant in the face and stole the towel he was carrying. she used it to dry her hair.
I still have to bake cookies and shave my legs so Mike can have MILF & cookies when he gets home.
You just kept yelling GET YOUR SKATES ON, BITCHES. WE'RE GOING STREAKING.
Last night I ate a candle out of a strippers ass.... I guess it was an okay night.
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