Considering the face that your still in jail Im gunna go with no.
This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
sexting loses it's worth when you accidentally text your boss.
Only you could turn Mozart into a stripper song.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
We did however see an 87 year old guy die and get resuscitated last night at the bar. He then finished his beer and his game of pool.
I remember pointing out how smooth my legs were to try to direct his attention away from my vagina.
So was it you or me who decided it was a good idea to inscribe fuck you on the counter?
That was me. Just a 'welcome to our home' kinda thing.
3 for 3 on getting girls who say "yolo" at the bar to have anal. Not the motto I live by, but it has changed my life.
Erry day erry day!
ok is that genuinely the first four bars of mozart's symphony #40 sharpied onto my arm or
Strike three, the fat brides maid they call shit puker also has herpes.
he just looked at me, said "i think i'll keep you around, you put the seat back up and everything," and then burst into tears.
we broke the bed, curtan rods, a dresser drawer, and unless I didn't notice it before, we put a hole in the wall. This is why he and I have to fuck in motels.
He would come to class in wrapped in nothing but a pink towel
I'm wearing a sports bra. Of course I'm not getting laid tonight.
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