from now on my penis is your penis
no more hot dogs for you........
fine no more vajj for you
Just got off the phone with poison control. They're more concerned about our alcohol intake than that the beer bong was last cleaned with pine sol.
In the memo line of the check she wrote sexual healing.
Needless to say they were not happy to find out that we braided their hair together, when one of them woke up needing to puke bad
I cant. There's fences everywhere and I think I have a boyfriend. Its fabulous.
Earned the respect of a group of freshman by chugging Das Boot while hanging out a window and lost it shortly after by wrecking a clown bike into them.
I promise it'll work. Just go there and keep the lights off and keep saying blaowww. She'll think your me.
I'm truly not mad that he's at a strip club, it's that he couldn't look far enough into the future to figure out how to get himself home from one
Also this is super embarrassing but sorry for licking your chest
is that a sigh of girlish delight, or "sigh...I'm having a herpes outbreak'
Can't it be both?
You merely adopted the alcohol. I was born into it. Molded by it. I didn't see the hang over until I was a man and by then it was only blinding.
I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a man's heart.
Are we gonna talk about that cunnilingus snap
We were supposed to have sex but we had smoked so much neither of us wanted to move.
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