i told the bartender last night that if the palace saloon made a calendar he would be every month.
Remember in school when they told us our vag was made just the right size for our future husband? I must say I am enjoying trying to find that perfect fit.
Using your Catholic School education as an excuse for this? Why didn't I think of that?!
Is it wierd that you're going to be my best man and you've fucked my wife?
I hope so. I just start to question my lifestyle when i pee on coffee tables
Let's get one thing straight; we aren't in a relationship. We fuck and occasionally go to subway.
You were running around yelling "BUKAKE!" and squirting people with a shampoo bottle you found. Total shitshow.
Ok here's the state of the situation: We're alone in a strange city with strange people with nothing but alcohol and sprite, I think we're gonna make it.
Also this guy fingered me at the bar and then gave me his card
I could not handle jail. And my very angry parents.
I lost my bra at his grandma's house so there's that.
I mean I'd assume the strange looks are on account of the fact that I'd imagine people normally don't stink of booze on an 8:14am flight.
Sometimes I look at her and just start choking. She is that much of an evil entity.
While we were doing it he looked up at me and said "Does your husband fuck you this good?" Talk about a mood killer....
still drunk.please come get me.he kicked me out because i couldn't stop laughing about passing out in the middle of taking his virginity.
Officially not baby mama #3. Celebration is in order.
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