OK...I gotta go get strawberry short cake cakes and knee pads
all you did was keep googling "what time is it" over and over and over
I consider it a successful poop when you only have to wipe once.
as we were stuffing their 24 of beer into our bags you kept saying you wanted cheese strings. closest things we found were kraft singles. as the guys came up the stairs you kept screaming 'GET THE CHEESE! GET THE CHEESE!'
i am exhausted. it's been years. we both know his dick is small. the jig is up.
guess who's bored in chemistry researching how to sneak weed through airport security in her vagina?
He said I could liberate his beef and all I could think about was how I don't eat veal for political reasons.
He took getting"shit in your neighbors hot tub drunk" way to literally
Did you fuck him in my garden last night?
That WOULD explain the dirt in my vagina
I'd rather be castrated by angry chipmunks Than live your life for 24 hours
There were 7 of us cowering in the kitchen because you were swinging a giant, pink double headed dildo around like a nunchuk and hitting anyone who came near you with it.
I fell asleep completely naked, standing up with my arms and head in the freezer
You tried to use him as a battering ram. I'm 99% certain that's why he left.
I would definitely ride that dick into the sunset if nuggets are involved
Think of the things uve done in the past. And ask urself "have I done worse?" If u answer yes. Its perfectly ok.
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