you win again, gameday.
You probably havent been upstairs if you think that the microwave missing its door is bad
okay I may or may not have wrapped my body pillow up in your t-shirt and sprayed it with your axe and am now spooning with it.
again? I'm starting to get a little creeped out now.
Please come to History lecture. The kid two seats over is belligerently drunk.
Just opened a bottle with my rape whistle. At least it's finally getting used for something.
I need a legitimate reason as to why the microwave door is in the shower
I've also hijacked your can opener. Sadly not for the same sexual reason as the muddler.
Her mom is home on her lunch break. Guess who's hiding In the Closet?
So. I need to gloat. I couldn't exactly tell my family that I won this game by deep throating.
Can't even walk I haven't tried talking but I probably can't do that either
I'll be there with bells on. And by "bells" I mean "jäger bombs". And by "on" I mean "being poured down my gullet".
I need to you to send me drugs via FedEx
He stopped me mid blowjob and asked me to take off my hat. He said it made him feel like Neil Young was going down on him.
At least he's enough of a gentleman to not make me do the walk of shame dressed as Santa.
I think my stomach is breaking up with me. It's giving me back everything I ever gave it.
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