We just made a drinking game out of our chemistry review. This might explain my chemistry grade.
I haven't had nearly enough lesbian experiences to fully commit to this relationship.
I made out with him with my retainers in. My drunken hook-ups get lazier and lazier.
Why did I wake up holding food tongs?
And on the seventh day, God carefully sculpted your cock to fit perfectly into my masterpiece of a vagina. Then he rested. Look it up.
It's okay though. My mom didn't believe that they were mine cuz they were magnums. Having a surprisingly large penis ftw
Walk of shaming dressed as a zombie hunter. This hangover feels like the actual apocalypse.
Imagine getting smashed in the dick by a basketball. A basketball made of metal. With spikes. That's pretty much what his dick looked like.
We were in the middle of fucking and she was just like "Do ya wanna play Harry Potter Scene It?" I musta been really bad lol Anyways, her tattoo healed nicely.
I'll remember. Also, I owe you 200 for a pair of shoes that I carelessly bought to improve my spinal structure, to improve my health and ensure that I love to be 300 years old. Like Adam. Of the bible.
Life's too short to be sucking dicks in cars for the rest of my life.
A homeless man gave him a blanket and an ambulance drove him to sarahs...
So the door man at the local dispensary started giving me motivational talks about my beard...
Btw I'm playing passed out so you can get laid but obviously you need to take the offense just ask him if he wants to go to bed and leave a cigg on the counter
I'm smoking and watching the Muppets Treasure Island. Where are you?
Something about that statement reminds me just how much of a role model you are, sis.
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