i actually looked down at my cock today and said "whoa buddy, you need a haircut....(grimace) and a shower"
remember last year when i left for the bar in flip flops and came back in heels?
it happened again.
the spit in my mouth is still 99% not mine.
I also referred to her clitorous as her "vagina dot" last night...probably going to be dumped soon.
we were bear claw grabbing his crotch in the middle of the bar yelling prominent ridge over and over.
Being high is an amazing excuse. I was using him for the potential of a beret, come on. I'd do that sober.
I inadvertently smoked 6 blunts at one time. We just kept passing them around...I didn't know what happened until it was over. I can't walk.
So yeah never trust sex tips from yahoo answers
Hey remember that time you called a woman a "man in a dress" and then threw up in a drinking fountain?
I'm gonna take a crap in the portashitter like a civilized human being.
With great liquor, comes great irresponsibility. Remind me of this night tomorrow.
Can't be like "hey can you elaborate on this three year old tweet" can I?
she chased shots of jack with a fucking steak. i'm in love.
I'm trying to imagine how upset he was when he realized that he had been cockblocked by a picture of a sloth and I am drawing indescribable pleasure from it.
I am no longer and illegal Moonshiner. I just made thousands of gallons of incredibly High test alcohol with police watching and waiting for thare couple of jugs so that they can bring home and disinfect their houses with it. I'm fat with money at the moment.
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