Dude, she had a vegina. I felt like Indiana Jones cutting a path through the jungle.
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
last night i found where hot topic managers go to die after they get fired.
Tell me the dirtiest joke you know
Sarah Palin
god, I love you
I looked up while we were having sex to see him covering my pillow pet's eyes with his free hand. I think I'm in love
I've got a whole match.com system. Triple book. First dates always get the 6pm happy hour drinks slot. 8pm dinner goes to a girl where I think I can close the deal. 10pm slot goes to the sure thing in case of emergency, but 6 can always trump 8 and 8 always trumps 10. Just blame it on a dead iPhone battery.
That, my friend, is how I bang 50 new girls a year. Not luck at all. It's science and statistics.
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
I asked if I could borrow some condoms. She referred to herself as "a soup kitchen for whores".
We tried to play tennis but after about 15 minutes we gave up and fucked against the fence. Woulda been a cute third date so of course I had to ruin it.
I would of joined had I not blacked out last night and ran around naked breaking things till 4 am
He tried to make small talk to hide the fact that he was struggling to unhook my bra... at least he tried right?
We helped him hit the bowl to the point that he didn't even have to move
You were a for sure 10. You put on a traffic cone to meet someone.
I think you are severely overestimating being able to get your lingerie back by posting the lyrics of Irreplaceable
Also, we can't be seen together looking suspicious or sexually satisfied
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