I can no longer count the number of girls I've banged on my fingers and toes. It's like being born again.
We're going on a mission for new porn. And ice cream.
just got a rotting pancake and bacon in the mail from your address....
We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
So apparently when he was telling people he was in Alaska for 6 months he was actually in jail
Oh FYI, people asked how/why I met you and I didn't want to say "drunk at a party on an air mattress" so I made a story up. It was a very cute and charming story with no alcohol.
I don't think you should be sorry for such memorable sex that I yell your name when you aren't around.
They're fighting and it sounds intense. Cross your fingers for their demise
Toss in some raw meat and play heavy metal music. It will insight violence.
I'll pretend I don't know she's blind, my morals claimed the back seat in this adventure.
I won't let penises inside me if you won't let tequila inside you, deal?
We need to leave a grand offering for the god of free booze and salvia.
Glitter fights sound a lot funner in theory.
The first thing you did was give us a tour of the house and showed us who was "on-limits" and "off-limits"
At one point she put on my dads pants and yelled after him EMILIOOOO! Dude, my dads name is Mark.
You drank whiskey for 9 hours and did not eat anything.Nothing good was going to come from that.
Randomize
