Hurry. And bring back up. SHE WON'T STOP TALKING.
he thought i was passed out so he proceeded to jerk off while i lay on the floor next to him
Psycho is an understatement. U were running around the house screaming IM UNDER THE IMPERIOUS CURSE
Apparently 151 is to me what spinach is to popeye.
yeah he was eating me out and i didnt know someone made popcorn so I thought the smell was comming from my vagina
wtf
I can't believe I had to convince you to not drink butter.
I apparently insisted on hugging all the bushes and apologizing for pollution on the way home.
What if we made a bunch of weed butter and then poured the butter into tiny rectangular molds and then chilled it so it was solid again and then wrapped it with the tin foil wrapping from restaurant butter and then left them at restaurants and wreaked utter havoc.
You. Dating a sex offender cop. Life writes itself sometimes.
brushed my teeth nine times since getting home, still afraid there are pubes hiding in between my molars. fucking gummy bears
You kept insisting you found queso that's better than oral sex
I was really hoping my 420 would involve a lot more weed and a lot less buttholes
I'm to the point of desperation where I stare at customers penis imprints through their pants all day
Next time I will hook the Xbox before I get high I spent 30minuts thinking I was playing the Simpsons game when it was in reality a tv episode
Apologies that our conversations always turn to butt sex or penis size. I thought we out grew that in our 20's.
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