When I went to court, my judge's name was Honorable Ball. I couldn't stop laughing.
that probably didn't help your case.
how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
i say over christmas we have a beer pong competition with the cousins and see who really has the best genes in the family.
And when we woke up we made beer pancakes. Great start to a family picture day.
At what point were we discussing suction-cupping a dildo to the wall?
Puked in the hotel lobby and just kept walking. I love mardi GRAS.
We found a swing set....it's in the front yard.
I understand where he's coming from but I don't want this alcohol to revolve around relationship
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He is now tagging himself in my pics from last year where he is barely visable in the corner. i feel like he's marking his territory.
I sat on the ground outside wawa chain smoking and telling two strangers about my sex life. I also accepted Rick James Bitch and Celine Dion as their names.
On the plus side I'm getting really good at painting the inside of a toilet with my bowels.
He got an erection from helping me mobilize my lumbar spine. I love physical therapy school.
I was standing in my mom's kitchen in only my neon green thong, eating pizza over the garbage can, and sobbing while he was yelling at me.
Talk all the shit you want but I slept in a oversized monster truck tire last night.
Pretty sure this radio station is run by a cult. Good thing it's in Spanish, can't brainwash someone who can't understand you.
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